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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Journey to a royal rejuvenation

Journey to a royal rejuvenation

Namah is Shakti, Namah is Shiv… and as Robin Rumi puts it, this word is all about ‘everything male and female, light and dark, flesh and spirit. Perfectly balanced in one single moment lasting an eternity…’ Sounds so much like a sublime journey doesn’t it? Such were the thoughts as I joined around a score...
Iris-recognition technology for Aadhar

Iris-recognition technology for Aadhar

Technology is slowly becoming all-pervasive in a helping sort of way. The way we are adopting technology is more than just exciting because acceptance of concepts is across the socio-economic arena. The social matrix of the country has primed and readied itself already to accept technological advancements without actions that oppose its emergence… though we...
Lost recipes of the royals and a gastronomic leap towards immortality

Lost recipes of the royals and a gastronomic leap towards immortality

There is more than just a fine line between tasty dishes and tasty dishes from the kitchens of the Royals of India. The royal chefs did not just cook but cooked with a lot of energetic ideation thrown in. This is exactly what Chef Arun Sundararaj and the culinary experts of Varq, a part of...
The strange case of Urmil Salwan

The strange case of Urmil Salwan

Note on this poem on law. All stanzas were tweeted separately.  Read this on a website: Issued by PTI, May 16, 2016 that Mr. Justice V.K. Shali, Hon’ble Judge, Delhi High Court, in a case, which came on an appeal by a man who has passed away, has observed the unfortunate incidence of a 30...
Students of literature and the cult of help-books

Students of literature and the cult of help-books

There is nothing that can beat the advantage and the absolutely euphoric feeling of reading an original text. After all, if I we talk about ‘From Heaven Lake: Travels through Sinkiang and Tibet’ by Vikram Seth, I get closer to what the writer really had in his mind if I read the original text and...
The thin line between freedom and anarchy

The thin line between freedom and anarchy

Freedom is a much misunderstood word because we take the ‘free’ from this word to sometimes do what is unthinkable and undoable.  This is when the word changes form and takes the form of anarchy, though not everything unthinkable and undoable is anarchy. Pope John Paul II once remarked that ‘freedom consists not in doing...
The art of good business

The art of good business

The art of good business ‘I want to buy a new smartphone,’ said a friend, ‘but I’m not sure which one to go for.’ ‘Buy one that fits your needs,’ I replied. Hearing my answer this friend unfolded a piece of paper and read out some startling statistics. He said that his bank had begun...
The world doesn’t need a woman anymore

The world doesn’t need a woman anymore

Our world is becoming inclusive and gender sensitivity is at a new high. Isn’t it time then for words to step forward and embrace this kind of change that is sweeping us all or for us all to get together and give a few of these wicked words a new world? A recent article that...
Is audio going to be the new buzzword?

Is audio going to be the new buzzword?

Smartphones have been struggling to discover newer ways of wooing buyers and it my conjecture that the sales graphs now depend not on the premium buyer but to a segment that yearns for music and movies. Not that music was never the feature that buyers wanted but if you see the proliferation of photography groups...
Every brushstroke is an idea

Every brushstroke is an idea

The strange thing about ideas is that they do not necessarily happen at the right time… but they are there when their time has come. Just like brushstrokes. Or even a single brushstroke. The funny part is that a brush isn’t always smeared with paint. ‘What do you mean,’ she asked and she isn’t an...
REDI to buy a new car? GO!

REDI to buy a new car? GO!

Buying a new car is no longer about going to the only showroom in your city and going round the only model you could afford and then deciding on a thin choice of colours. It is much more complex than all this. Cars from all over the world have literally invaded our country and so...
I run because…

I run because…

I run because… (Twitter rhymes written for the hashtag #IRunBecause)     #IRunBecause running makes me happy In a world that is increasingly snappy! Each body bit will then stay light And I’ll live my life with some might! #IRunBecause then I don’t sag on all sides No one calls me ‘2-in-1’ during bus rides!...