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
You can close your eyes to the reality but not to memories

You can close your eyes to the reality but not to memories

Travel brings out the best in us And we know each other without a fuss The scenes and the sounds come back Giving life a lovable track And at some future date we always do Go back in time to live life through Those times when we explored together In hospitable and inhospitable weather The...
Love and common decency go together

Love and common decency go together

There is no doubt that our world that anyway has a fair share of violence, divisiveness, and hatred needs and deserves to be #fuelledbylove and mutual respect. But wait, it isn’t easy to define love… I am sure it has nothing to do with the public display of cuddling and kissing that you see under...
Ration the potions with notions of nation

Ration the potions with notions of nation

Ruckus. Babble. Chaos. Irreverence. Arrogance. Protest. Bullying. Questions. All this and more happens every time the nation starts defining any concept… it could be anything stretching from nationalism to terrorism. All that one never really sees are solutions, answers, a convergence of ideas, and an acceptance of dissent. All that is never there are people...
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. Nothing happened. No story appeared...
Six word stories

Six word stories

Stories happen everywhere, all the time. In homes, out on the road, inside an office cubicle, on a roof-top, in a room… and they are not always that go on and on page after page. Some do, of course. But most finish rather unexpectedly. Many leave you with your own interpretations and some just tell...
Let the body say it for you

Let the body say it for you

Between having something to say and saying something lies the territory non-verbal communication. This is something that adds to the impact of whatever it is that is to be communicated. The body must be in sync with what you are saying… I mean, a peppy waving of hands at a solemn moment runs the risk...
Having something to say and saying something

Having something to say and saying something

The word communication has been derived from the latin word ‘communis’ which means ‘to make common’, ‘to share’, ‘to impart’ or ‘to transmit’ – that is, make common, share, impart or transmit ideas, information or knowledge etc in ways that the impact stays for long. To effectively communicate, we must realize that we are all...
The poetry and management of being schooled well

The poetry and management of being schooled well

Will you be surprised if I say that poetry and management share a lot of common features? Well, they do and despite what the detractors may think or say, there is a lot of poetry in management just as there is a lot of management acumen in every stanza that was ever written. I have...
Competition versus Excellence

Competition versus Excellence

There are people for whom competition is a fight and academic excellence is a part of the larger struggle for existence. A lot depends on how you view the totality of education and its manifold aspects and your approach to the various issues. One really needs to understand the impact of both competition as well...
Standing with people, not above them

Standing with people, not above them

What is strange about this man is that everyone feels he or she has met him… and possibly connects with him on some issue or the other. I met him on the 13th of May, 2013 and was with him much beyond the scheduled thirty minute drive from Jantar Mantar to Hauz Khas village in...
Life is endlessly delicious

Life is endlessly delicious

A couple of weeks ago I was in Nainital, attending the Kumaon Lit Fest as one of the speakers… and my session was on blogging in the digital age. That session that was shared with Philippa Kaye was scintillating and the audience loved every bit. But what I am about to tell you is what...
Snacksgiving

Snacksgiving

‘Come on, help me solve this complex Sudoku grid,’ said my eighty-year old neighbour and I stepped out of the lift after my noon-walk and walked towards my apartment. I am a writer and am generally at home and this is what puzzles all the young and old in my block who don’t seem to...