The Real Fiction

All that we experience, our perceptions – sights & insights – seem like a surreal mix of fact and fantasy. There are no lines dividing anything anywhere & existence rides upon interpretations. This blog will surf, fly, jog, dive, swim, jump & at times even hobble through planes of experiences that will include poetry, protests, design, tales, photo-tales and whatever else is discovered & needs to be shared.
That’s how stories happen

That’s how stories happen

I tried rubbing the edge of my study table, whispering, ‘Appear, my lovely story. Appear!’ It didn’t. I tried this with the walls in my home, with trees in the park, and once even slyly tried rubbing the end of the shawl of a woman I didn’t know at all....
Conversations with virtual reality

Conversations with virtual reality

Conversations with what is real and what is unreal has a sibling now… the universe of virtual reality. Even Zuckerberg wrote in March 2014 that the day isn’t far when ‘we believe this kind of immersive, augmented reality will become a part of daily life for billions of people’. Geoff...
On Travel

On Travel

Travel is all about the music and poetry of exploration… every time you move out of home and navigate safely through strange countries and stranger cities, you experience an uplifting peppy feeling that refreshes you. This is the sort of feeling that I had when I keyed in these short...
A revolution in your pocket

A revolution in your pocket

There have always been a few who have favoured the written word over a photograph and there have existed masses who have discovered a thousand words in every picture. The eye stumbles upon Nietzsche in a photograph… the mind hikes with Mark Twain as it scans a picture… and the...
And then a poem got some words

And then a poem got some words

Poetry, like music, happens all the time Within us and outside us But not everyone pauses long enough To notice thoughts that follow a feather floating in the air Or eyes that blink a coded message Moments come and go like ocean tides, only faster They hardly have the patience...
The inaudible language of the heart

The inaudible language of the heart

This morning as I sat in front of the television watching the telecast of the Republic Day parade on Rajpath, I found it as engrossing as the best film I have ever watched. I was literally glued to my chair and even sat upright in ‘savdhan baith’ (at attention) position...
Jordan: Where is my donkey?

Jordan: Where is my donkey?

I’m sure you’ve met a lot of donkeys and some of you will say, ‘Well, there are donkeys and then there are mules. But they’re all asses, aren’t they?’ All I can say is that I am yet to meet a smarter donkey than this Jordanian one who managed to...
An emotional acre on the road

An emotional acre on the road

  An emotional acre on the road – Zica review A car isn’t just a car but attempts to be an emotional bond. A relationship. It tries to be a drivable emotional acre on the road. Every time. Each of them. Some succeed and some do not. This is so...
We need stories everyday

We need stories everyday

My life is a set of stories. Let me tell you one with a lake that forgot to reflect my face… and until then I thought no one could beat those people who invariably forgot my name. ‘What’s your name?’ Atsü asked me the day we were introduced at a...
A poem waits to be completed

A poem waits to be completed

A cluster of words huddled together As wishes and dreams Or protests against some injustice Waits to become a complete poem But I look at them and look away As they seem alien now. The idea that sparked them into life Is long gone Probably not forgotten But it remains...
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Good things must happen without a break

Good things must happen without a break

Since school I have been told umpteen times that time is gold or platinum or titanium or… well, something precious and never to be wasted. But the past few years have seen me literally wasting precious minutes finding the right app on my smartphone. ‘Hey! Aren’t smartphones supposed to be smart and faster?’ Yes, they...
Catching up on growth

Catching up on growth

Growth isn’t always about the panic that surrounds over-weight years as the world is full of those who need to grow faster and healthier. Growth is also not always about complex charts and graphs that a manager displays on the walls of their cubicles. Though in every form it reaches us, growth gets all the...
A powerful storage device in your pocket means you’re future-ready

A powerful storage device in your pocket means you’re future-ready

Less than twenty years back when I bought my first desktop, a Compaq Pressario, a teenager from the neighbourhood walked in and said, ‘That’s a terrible waste of money, uncle. What will you do with such a huge hard drive. No one will ever need 3.2 GB.’ I wish this fellow is reading this post...
Fly me to the note

Fly me to the note

The internet sometimes leads you to really unheard of places and one such time was when I looked for the meaning of MEIZU. This search led me to a site about Kabalarian philosophy where an entire page was devoted to this word. It stated that anyone with the name Meizu will be pleasant and diplomatic,...
Crooked, winding, lonesome, and dangerous… but also amazing!

Crooked, winding, lonesome, and dangerous… but also amazing!

When I mention crooked, winding, lonesome, dangerous, and amazing in the same breath, all I mean to tell you is how enthralling it is to walk into and above the clouds. It doesn’t matter which mountain range you’re on. It doesn’t matter which villages are near or far. It doesn’t matter which country you’re in....
A playfield called CSR

A playfield called CSR

A playfield called CSR This happened ten years ago when I was heading corporate communications for a company and CSR or Corporate Social Responsibility was slowly attempting to penetrate our plans. The CEO said, ‘We need to project the company as environment friendly.’ The suggestions that followed included giving away hundreds of saplings during events...
Roadside vendors of Delhi

Roadside vendors of Delhi

‘Move. Run. Disappear,’ he shouted as he ran from one end to the other, ‘Municipality is here.’ There was a major ruckus and I saw footpath empty itself of roadside vendors in less than the time it took me to blink. Some were still there and when I looked at one who stood there, he...
To those who look through the spotted deer

To those who look through the spotted deer

The funny fact about most people visiting wildlife reserves is that they tend to prefer wearing bright coloured caps of all sorts, clothes that would make even the wild hog snigger and keep looking into the screens of their smartphones, saying, ‘There is no network here.’ And every time you meet a canter-full of them...
Yep is the new magic for click addicts

Yep is the new magic for click addicts

There are some who are click addicts… no, I’m not one of their ilk because I let my fingers do most of the work whenever the laptop is switched on. I write. But as I said, there are some who love clicking. No doubt these click addicts must be finding some vicarious joy in all...
Four short poems on peace

Four short poems on peace

Four short poems on peace     Poem 01 A page A stage A gist A mist A herd A bird A still A thrill Stitch peace Piece by piece
Landmine – The perfect soldier

Landmine – The perfect soldier

Landmines are worse than even the most unscrupulous mercenary sniper because it can wait for years and be just as dangerous. One piece of statistics says that Libya has landmines left behind from World War II and so even after sixty years they continue their gory vigil to trap the unwary. By the way, 27...
I’m not paid enough – Life on the streets of Delhi

I’m not paid enough – Life on the streets of Delhi

A friend from London who was touring India told me once, ‘Life is easy in India. Everything is so inexpensive.’ I looked at him in mild surprise and asked him to give me a few days to show that Delhi wasn’t an easy city to live in. As he turned to go, I saw some...