The Humble Pebble, The Lofty Hermit
So there was this hermit on a hilltop. He had been sitting still for so long that anthills grew around him, on him and in
AI OR AI
No, this is not yet another article about that AI and neither was it prompted to and written by what you think of as AI.
Why a ‘naked’ soul?
A blog of musings of a naked soul. A soul that sheds all external influences and looks at life, at existence, at consciousness, from within and
Of Perceptions
We need to find the essence of life, mired as we are in the mundane, the daily commute, the rise and fall of the stock
The Chains of Freedom
To be free!! As free as a bubble, floating in the air, tethered to nothing, nothing but…air! But the bubbles aren’t free for they but dance
Tick Tock
The hermit on the hill – And so the hermit sat upon the mountain top for ages. That’s what the people said. For years and
The World is Flat
There was a time when everyone believed that the earth was flat. That the world was a cheap trick from a magician’s hat. That there
Nothing
From nothing we come…. to nothing we go….. Nothing matters…. Nothing matters!! Yes, nothing does matter! For between nothing and nothing lies everything! So carry
शौक़ की मोहब्बत
यह मोहब्बत एक शौक़ तो है फ़ुर्सत मिले तो कर लेंगे किसी किताब के पुराने पन्नों के बीच सूखी हुयी गुलाब जैसे वक़्त मिले तो
I am more
I am more Than what you see I am more Than What I say I am more Than What you think Who I am I
The Identity Crisis
Who are we? No, really, who am I ?? The daughter of so and so, the father of this and that, living in such and