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.
Reflections
Escaping health rules

Escaping health rules

When I was small I was always escaping health rules. ‘Don’t get up late. Going to sleep late is unhealthy!’ my father always shouted… and I invariably went to sleep late as I was reading fiction, over-slept and was forever reaching school late and getting a massive moral lecture from my Principal every day. I...
Ghar redefined

Ghar redefined

Yes, there is nothing like celebrating Diwali at home. I still remember everything that happened when I was a school kid. ‘Leave your novel aside right now and come here,’ shouted mummy. I dropped the P G Wodehouse that I was reading and ran into the kitchen. The sight of freshly palmed besan ke laddoo...
Education is for ediots

Education is for ediots

Let me say at the outset that education has single-handedly pushed humanity into a vicious cycle where we’re going round and round in circles that are stacked on top of each other. By this definition we should be high enough to watch even the Everest look alarmingly up as we merrily trot on our circular...
Generation gaps are meant to be overcome

Generation gaps are meant to be overcome

‘How will you define a VIP in your life?’ asked a friend once. I replied, ‘Well, certainly not the sort who distance themselves by layers of Z-security and create traffic snarls.’ I was silent for a while and my friend continued to look at me for a more elaborate explanation. I then decided to answer...
There is nothing wrong with ‘I’

There is nothing wrong with ‘I’

I choose. I am responsible. I need to be accountable. I love. I am not flawless. I need a bit of sex in my life. I need to constantly improve. I need to help others achieve their potential. 
The reply

The reply

‘What if I were to wake up as a five year old child?’ I asked. Specky, my wife looked at and simply said, ‘You’re tired after the long flight from London to Delhi and I think you need sleep.’ When I persisted, she dismissed my question as being one that had too many unanswered elements....
The nomad in me loves black

The nomad in me loves black

I know the nomad in me. I know how excited he gets when a plane takes off… that is like a trigger that awakens the traveller instincts that are otherwise content to remain silently observant except a nudge now and then to buy another lens kit or take part in some other blogging contest that...
The blackest black helps us see the truth

The blackest black helps us see the truth

Vantablack. Or as the scientists say, this is super black. Nothingness. I read about the Vantablack nanotubes only recently and know that these are to be launched in July 2014 at the Farnborough International Airshow. ‘Vantablack’s nanotubes are so small and tightly packed that the material not only prevents nearly all light from penetrating it,...
The new-age intellectual

The new-age intellectual

We all lean… towards opinions, thoughts, doctrines, and dogmas. This is the easiest thing to do. To ‘unlean’ means you may have to go through the torture of unlearning. To unlearn is to embrace a change in actions and stances that may not then remain an activity that prances about in the world of thoughts...
Complete the moment

Complete the moment

Watched the match last night. London. 13 June 2014. #FIFA2014   The Spain vs Netherlands match was a rematch (they played in the finals in the last World Cup) where the world champions watched their title tremble and shake. This. Match. Was. Shockwave. Come. Alive. A match where Robin van Persie and Arjen Robben scored...
We all need a Yuichi Nishimura

We all need a Yuichi Nishimura

It is late evening in London and I think I am going to love the Football World Cup matches… because I know each match will whisper a few secrets about life and living every time without fail. The message I got from this match is that we all need a Yuichi Nishimura in our lives…...
Outrage

Outrage

The year was 1985 and I had been married for a few months. We had gone to Jhansi, my hometown and decided to spend a day in Khajuraho. We boarded the early morning bus from the railway station. I didn’t know that it would be this bus journey that I would remember and not the...