Shipra became stardust on a moonlit night under the sea of shining stars. She was strolling through the bylanes of an obdurate city on a solitary night when she drowned in the sudden flash flood unleashed by memories, desires and unfulfilled expectations. The abandoned and howling dogs and the awakened crows confirmed her timely death. The not so young woman lived an ordinary life, died an ordinary death and had an ordinary life story. Between her unmemorable life and nondescript death, she drank zillion cups of coffee, baked infinite number of banana walnut bread and hoarded a cargo of fictional … Continue reading My Obituary
In 1990, Voyager 1 spacecraft was leaving the solar system for its grand tour of the Universe, looked back at our solar system and snapped a family photo of the solar system and the first selfie of the earth. This … Continue reading Hello!
“Why do you go away? So that you can come back. So that you can see the place you came from with new eyes and extra colors. And the people there see you differently, too. Coming back to where … Continue reading Find yourself in Wanderlust
Banaras, Varanasi or Kashi is the eternal city that has always existed and will ever exist. It is the most sacred and revered city in the Hindu culture. Mark Twain wrote, “Benaras is older than history, older than tradition, older … Continue reading The Brocade of Life and Death- Banaras
Piglet noticed that even though he had a Very Small Heart, it could hold a rather large amount of Gratitude.” ― A.A. Milne, Winnie-the-Pooh In school, the lunch break started with this prayer where we used to thank the supreme creator of … Continue reading Grace of Gratitude
Life is all about entangling in the unknown. We have to unfold the mysteries, chart the foggy roads and the uncertain future. Do we know what lies ahead and what secrets will be revealed tomorrow? We have to make constant … Continue reading Journey to the Unknown
Are you a morning person? I am an entirely morning person. I don’t need a blare of an alarm to wake up. I just wake up in the mornings. Back home in India, it was cawing of a crow or … Continue reading An Ode to a Magnificent Morning