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.
Posts tagged "Delhi"
Shadows Never Evolve.

Shadows Never Evolve.

I’m sure you’ve never heard of a shadow behaving intelligently though they love to appear in deep thought! They peep out when they ought not to curiously caress people make worlds seem darker and rush over words without reading a bit! Now what I don’t like a bit about shadows is that they’re never still....

Is Blogging A Spiritual Activity?

Blogging, like any other creative activity has both a spiritual as well as a demonic angle to it… so long as a blogger sources outpourings from within, it remains blissful. This is because he is ‘creating’ and any act of creation has the power to take one much above the plane of mortal existence. The...
You are almost there!

You are almost there!

There is nothing to fear from these four words. I go with the premise that everybody is working on something or the other and has certain goals in mind. It is so encouraging if a soothsayer pops up and announces: ‘You are almost there!’ This actually is what everyone wants to read every time one...
Why did my wife and I walk out of Akshara Theatre today?

Why did my wife and I walk out of Akshara Theatre today?

No, there wasn’t any critical global issue brewing up as we walked out of Akshara theatre today minutes before ‘The Vagina Monologues’ (a play that we very much wanted to see) was to begin. However, our leaving the venue had everything to do with a lot of irresponsibly fanciful, wild, and whirling words that one...
On Shadows

On Shadows

Ever observed the way shadows behave in the morning as well as in the evening? They go on and stretch themselves to create a surrealistic impression that seems to emerge straight out of the bower of creativity! But the thoughts that came knocking when I saw my dawn shadow were not the same as when...

Not Here. Not Now!

Not here… not now! These four words are indeed powerful and hold the secrets of creative outbursts within them. I realised it the moment I read a status update on FB today. A friend from London updated her FB status:”…is sick of london weather already, don’t know how I am going to survive rest of...
Quite naïve of him. Review of 'The death of Vishnu'

Quite naïve of him. Review of ‘The death of Vishnu’

(Review of ‘The Death of Vishnu’ by Manil Suri) Michael Gorra in his review of ‘The Death of Vishnu’ on January 28, 2010, wrote: “The novel offers plenty of satire, but barely a rupee’s worth of social criticism. Politics plays no explicit role in his characters’ lives, and neither do the issues of Westernization; the...

Let the battle begin!

‘Let the games begin!’ The words that Pratibha Patil spoke had a strange and endearing quality about them. The words were not different from what had been spoken tens of times earlier, but the way she uttered, the way the emphasis lay on the word ‘beginnnnn’, the way her hand went up as if not...

Don’t say NO to making new friends!

Don’t say NO to making new friends! You open any page of any book and you’ll find something yet undiscovered by you something that you always wanted but never knew what until you stumbled upon that book and just opened it. Unlock secrets, climb up to ecstatic revelations walk into cellars of truth unafraid, pick...

Shadows on Walls

Shadows on walls Are ghosts Only when words wish to put Fear in our hearts Or newer definitions of courage Or the benefits of togetherness Or antidotes to arrogance. Shadows on walls Happen in times of darkness Sometimes the mind knows there is light Just a door away And helplessness hides All methods of reaching...