The Naked Soul

यह कैसा ग़म हैआँख नमी गला सूखातुझसे दूर जितना भागूँउतना ही क़रीब आती हूँ मैंतुझे भूलने की कोशिश मेंऔर अपना बना देती हूँ मैंतुझसे नाराज़

The morality bandwagon. Everyone is on it these days. Everyone is running for causes, standing up for a belief or two, raising money for charity,

Save my dog, eat the chicken. No, you cannot eat a horse, but a lowly pig is fine. My religion, my god, my beliefs are

Many plants can be propagated by grafting. Carefully break off a branch, rebury part of it in soil and voila, it sprouts roots, then shoots

There is this chasm of the mind that has very slippery slopes. No matter how much the mind tries, it keeps slithering back down…no matter

It is time to give religion a well deserved rest. The kind of organized, tradition enriched, communal religion with its set repertoire of mores and

Death stares at me in the eye. I watch the last of my father’s bated breaths, Yet, it is not frightening. No horror, no grief,

We see the world as made up of discreet units – living or otherwise The rock, the wave, the shore. The bug, the plant, the

When the survival of a species depended on and still does on its social construct and its very evolution has been defined by the connected

There are various degrees of entrapment. On one hand, we get so entrapped in events and consequences of our own lives and on the other,

Who are we? No, really, who am I ?? The daughter of so and so, the father of this and that, living in such and

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

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