Wednesday, 12 November 2014

Telepathy


I chanced upon this lovely blog...http://julielangdonbarrett.com/2013/04/24/telepathy-between-soul-mates-and-twin-flames/#comment-22863 I have full empathy. This is unexplainable.

Tuesday, 28 October 2014

Floating in my own bubble, randomly


Nothing has changed. Only time has elapsed. I seem to be floating in my own bubble. I am not aware if this is what I want out of life. Am I happy or sad, content or dissatisfied, need more or less? This is the time of no feeling at all. Where has the intensity gone? It good to step out of the centre of one's world and look at it like an audience. To feel less intensely, to get on with one day at a time. Not wait for tomorrows nor pine for the yesterdays. Isn't that what life is all about?

Monday, 14 April 2014

Turned out you were just like us.


This is what Pakistani poetess Fahmida Riaz has to say about India today. Read on... "Turned out you were just like us." So it turned out you were just like us! Where were you hiding all this time, buddy? That stupidity, that ignorance we wallowed in for a century - look, it arrived at your shores too! Many congratulations to you! Raising the flag of religion, I guess now you’ll be setting up Hindu Raj? You too will commence to muddle everything up You, too, will ravage your beautiful garden. You, too, will sit and ponder - I can tell preparations are afoot - who is [truly] Hindu, who is not. I guess you’ll be passing fatwas soon! Here, too, it will become hard to survive. Here, too, you will sweat and bleed. You’ll barely make do joylessly. You will gasp for air like us. I used to wonder with such deep sorrow. And now, I laugh at the idea: it turned out you were just like us! We weren't two nations after all! To hell with education and learning. Let’s sing the praises of ignorance. Don’t look at the potholes in your path: bring back instead the times of yore! Practice harder till you master the skill of always walking backwards. Let not a single thought of the present break your focus upon the past! Repeat the same thing over and over - over and over, say only this: How glorious was India in the past! How sublime was India in days gone by! Then, dear friends, you will arrive and get to heaven after all. Yep. We've been there for a while now. Once you are there, once you’re in the same hell-hole, keep in touch and tell us how it goes!

Wednesday, 29 January 2014

Revisiting memories, redefining relationships


Dear blog, I am revisiting you once again after quite a gap. I know why. I am revisiting old feelings, old memories and experiencing feelings which are everlasting. I love the feeling...a relationship that is not supposed to be one. Is there something called a non relationship? If there is, then I love being in one. And, as I sip my peach Bellini in my hotel room in Chennai, I am a bundle of longing and desires I have long been successful in masking and kidding ़ myself. How can you redefine the rules of a non relationship? Replace commitment, expectations and routine with impromptu trysts, unplanned walks amid nature, sheer joy and warmth which a regular relationships robs you of.....And you arrive at what is a non relationship. And I love being in it. We lead routine, boring and stressful lives. A touch of romance is all we need to make this life worth living. I long for the next tryst, but don't expect one and am certainly not planning one. That is the spirit of living the real,life....