It is a game.

In some way, I like to pride my self with the idea that knowing a handful of languages (most of which are regional) makes me unique. Being multilingual is fun, specially in this generation of information, the more you can accumulate inside your head and spew out at the right moment, higher are the chances of you being considered smart. Like me writing this post in English when it is not even my third language. I feel smart but am I really? You’d never know haha. 

More languages I learn, more I get the ability to grasp the ground-level info and today information is worshipped!! So it indeed is cool. Language is an art but mostly it is a game for instance reading books to live through the words or using it to make or a break a person. What a fun game, right? Imagine the power and the responsibility and yet we use words like we use chewing-gum; eat (learn), chew (recycle), spit (blurt), never really digesting it. Never really seeing it for its indestructibility and flexibility.

Words are immortal and unfortunately very flexible which renders them technically meaningless (sometimes even with a context).

We do not know the earth properly but in theory every school going kid knows that scientists are looking for life on mars and in theory we could be living on mars. The Martian is an amazing novel and the movie is nice too. But it is all a mind-play, a game that the writer played with our minds. How powerful!

In any way or form an idea communicated to anyone is half a conversation in itself and for the other half, if not a direct response at least an indirect response is created by the listener or the reader etc. Conversation can be a dangerous game. Need I mention how someone, somewhere saying something to someone else and that conversation and its acceptance as the be all and end all has made humans suffer immensely.

Is it misinterpretation or misunderstanding, does it mater? Either way, the fault shall always be of the one who reacts.

The speaker is safe as long as he is not overtly wicked. The listener is safe only if he does not feel a word. And the game goes on. Watch out your response and always hold-back that reaction or the game will be over before it begins.



This word sounds like something magical must precede the utterance of it. It is as if miracles need to occur for something to be miraculous but consider this, in this day and age when we know the world and the bit of the universe as is, is there a need of any other miracle? Trying to fathom the reality is life-long process and even if something really miraculous did happen would we be able to acknowledge it and appreciate it?

We have clearly taken the forces holding the planet and the air and water that sustains human life for granted, to the point that we are developing, exploring thus, exploiting more and more leaving for ourselves less and less a chance in survival. One thing out of place and life will be endangered. Are we conscious of the existing miracles? So, do we need new ones?

The times have changed and we have moved on from calling natural forces as almighty’s work to knowing that these are mere scientific(physical) phenomena and any such scientific process can be used to fool a child or someone who does not really know science.  Just like the illusionists and the magicians of today employ sleight of hand and science in their performance and we call that magic.

What would be really miraculous is the shift of human perspective. I mean, can we be real with ourselves for a moment!? Miracles happen when we snap out of the psychological reality that we live in and see the world for its actual wonders. Prejudice is an enemy of miracles and so is logic to some extent. The fight of the head and the “heart” is basically  logic vs feelings and they both have their own limitations.

If you just sit in wonderment of this world/planet you won’t accomplish a thing and if you try to explore any further then you would have more toys (technology) to play with, but perhaps no planet to live on.

When that happens, miracle will be needed; a sense of balance will be needed, a reality check will be needed and at that threshold neither good nor bad, right or wrong, head or heart, but only sensibility will work. Coming back to senses is miraculous!

Are we perceiving it as what it is or what we “think” it is?

Are we mighty?

Words, they are taken for granted sometimes. Anyone who pays even a little bit of attention to what they are feeding their mind or picking up from their surroundings in the form of sounds (that carry meaning) will definitely take care of the words that they utter themselves. Clearly, actions have repercussions and speech is an action too.

Words are sounds, everything is sound and when we attach meanings we call it a language or a code, music or noise etc. as we see fit. There is so much research going in the field of sound and vibrations, frequencies and their effects but the clutter in our minds kind of renders us insensitive to all of it. So much that we tend to consume more than we should and spread even the undigested.

Anything that is new will soon be a norm and then probably a habit, but what we lose in this process is the ability to choose, in the sense that, either we get used to things or we abuse them. Either way if we lose the ability to choose then who is mighty, the thing or the being?

Then there is that angle of verbal and non verbal cues playing in-sync to deliver more than what is being said which clearly makes language just another tool at the disposal of the user. So who is mighty now? It was always the meaning not the word!

And the whole idea of immense power is not only comparative in nature but also subjective to context. So, whatever gets deemed as high and mighty without clear context or actual basis for comparison can be be dangerous.

We need not fight over right or wrong. The freedom to make choices is what we should never lose. The pen is not necessarily mightier than sword, and when it comes down to being powerful just on their own neither pen nor sword is powerful. They are, in fact, just tools like the words that are brought to life with meanings that we give or attach to them. This kind of makes us mighty and that means we better be responsible and careful with what we bring to life.


P.S. Words and sword are the same letters slightly rearranged and that is awesome! Need I say more.

Why obey?

The times are such that everything is seen in a different light. Either it is a shift in perspective or it is something that we unconsciously have called upon ourselves. Think words that begin with “new age”. We are referring to things as new age, but are they really? Well, this is a huge topic that a millennial could rant about, but I am going to stick to obedience in this one.

So I have noticed that, you could ask someone to do any sort of thing if you use love and it won’t be seen as using any force or wrong means. Love is not unfair at least seemingly it is not. Although, that does count as manipulation, which is bad on an entirely different level, but it is not physically harmful – Right? Love works in many ways.

People are making up notions after notions and more the beliefs the farther we move from reality. For instance there are people who think that authority means respect and obedience must automatically come to them – oh, the dilemma of many a managers people these days. 

It all begins with using someone who is needy or manipulating people for their simplicity and soon enough drunk with power authorities mistake this submission for obedience. See there is that change in perspective.

Sooner or later one person comes along who is not scared enough, scared but not enough, who is not easy to control, and they simply disobey which shakes the very foundation of so called powerful people which in turn can make them violent.

It is easy to feel invincible, specially around someone submissive but this same sense of dominance and this approach has seen silent revolutions overthrowing many a powerful authorities in the past. And here we are again sort of repeating it or ignoring it. You and I are one or the other – stuck in it, too afraid to make a move or overlooking it because why get involved.

There are so many things that could make us fearful, when we are pushed enough we finally break and hell breaks loose too but why wait that long. Fear is just another mental reaction. Hard to overcome but not impossible and no one is alone anyway. So disobey!

One’s qualities make people fond of them and then they follow and that is loyalty, that is obedience. Obey only when presented with humanity not even love. You see love is just another tool – some use it well and others use it very well – selfless and selfish, we got both types so be careful.

It is a symphony.


The best thing you could do for a creator is to immerse yourself in its creation.

Waiting and waiting.
A pause before it’s my go.
Ticktock ticktock.
I am a little bored.
Distracted by what I see.
The scene outside is pretty.
Oh, silence running away,
Much more interesting…
The heavens are in chaos.
The earth seems ready.
Sun casually shies away
Takes a blanket so dark.
It’s quieter than the night.
Here that??
Trickle, trickle.
It is pouring just right.
One little drop on that leaf.
Another one,
Shatters against this glass.
United again at the bottom.
Never forgetting its task
The dog also knows its drill.
Watches happily
Nature is now painting…
Green looks greener.
Trees are in sync.
Windows today are artists.
That lighting does
Make it frightening.
Smells different.
Looks different.
Sounds different.
Feels different.
I did not do it.
You did not do it.
The performer begs you…
Don’t bow down.
Just immerse yourself
In this symphony.


Moxie sounds like an antibiotic but on a serious note when you finally do get the nerve to do something, is it too late? Or is it just the right time?

Minute by minute
You came closer to me.
Seconds by seconds
Now it breaks me within.
True, It is quicker than I feel.
But why is this your drill?
When did I become this?
Parts of me I let you steal!
Had I been more (willingly) giving,
Would this be a smaller deal?
How about this time…
I Let it hurt you for real.
For once you go through
What made me shriek.
For I never had the nerve.
To show what you did.
But piece by piece
Now payback for all your deeds.
And watch me walk out (alive or dead).
One way or the other, I’ll be freed.
See me use your shackles on you.
The game is finally being played by two.

Maze of life.

The thing about a maze is that, you know for sure that it is going to be confusing, difficult, and very tiring to get through it. The thing about life is that, time and again we have been told that it is a big bad world out there but stories always have two sides.

A maze is known to be treacherous from its point A to point B. You know the start and the end and you are fully aware that you chose to venture into it. It is a conscious choice which gives us a sense of responsibility for every turn we take unlike life where some like to believe that everything that happens internally happens just out of the blue.

Well, like Dumbledore said, “the maze changes people” or something like that. And in reality it does the same. Maybe not as magically and extravagantly but a maze will test you and tests will change you.

Why correlate it to life?
A Journey is mostly unpredictable but in a maze you know you will encounter one problem after the other and despite being prepared we struggle to get through a maze. But the certainty of reaching the end and being rewarded keeps us going. Kind of how fanatics can do absolutely inhuman things just because they believe their actions are in the name of good. What place better than paradise, right?

So it is the certainty of the end that keeps us going when we are in maze or stuck in similar situations. And the funny thing about life is no one knows the beginning no one knows the end. And no one has ever figured out how to go about the one thing that has been left on us to experience – the journey.

So we like to be calculative and try to predict things by observing patterns; physical, mental, behavioural, perhaps even extrapolate them to surroundings and the position of the starts above. All this is just to make things a little more sensible, a little predictable. So we fall in the trap of defining things, people, phenomena and what not. The only thing that needs to be known is that there is no right or wrong way of going about it. You will only know what lies ahead of you once you dare to take the twist, the next turn, the courage that gets us out of the maze will help in getting through it all.

The path is set. The directions are not, You could walk alone, take a partner along or even an entourage if you wish. But let’s remember that it is not about why did I end up where I am right now. Instead asking how? and then never repeating it is the way to arrive at “what next?”.

The “next” is always just another step, twist or a turn and like they have always said life is about the journey. So let’s not get stuck in other mazes that life offers.

None taken.

Disagreements are pretty common and many people get over them easily. Some require a little more than a talk to get over things. Misunderstandings are a part and parcel of people with reactive attitudes. This does not mean that the entire blame lies on them. The one who misunderstood would get the gibe (most of the times), but an equal responsibility must be shared by the one who said the things that led to all this.

Ha! this is one of those really confusing situations but it totally depends on the kind of people you are dealing with. You know how sometimes things just come out wrong or in a way that you did not really intended them to sound. Nonetheless, the immediate realisation by the speaker hints that, they understand what they have said does not really sound correct (or as these days politically correct).

Well life is not meant to be politically correct all the time and it is alright to be conscious of this when in dialogue with strangers but mostly misunderstandings happen between two very close people. Ha! another of those funny but real-confusing realities of life.

Now, this does not mean that one speaks, the other gets hurt and that is the end of it all. Neither should it mean the one who “supposedly” got hurt unleashes a wrath on the speaker nor is it all meant to be ignored. But none should react,  its just a chain reaction; I say, you misunderstand, you react, I defend, you do not let go, I do not accept it, I react and we fight! So choose none, just be one.

Looking back, as kids nothing really mattered there were no misunderstandings because there were no preconceived notions, no hurts carried over from past experiences, nothing to really correlate one thing with the other and make a mess out of it. It was plain and simple. That is the only thing that changes as we grow up. We start believing we just know it all, and we do but unfortunately without much clarity.

From none to a ton. Tonnes of thoughts get processed and we like to read between the lines a little too often. Where ever the trust has gone? I feel like understanding the fact that not many people really give a second thought to things they say or do while others are exactly opposite, should bring  an acceptance of each others’ harmless comments.

So while the only truth is THE misunderstanding the problem takes a shape of “you never understand me” “well, how am I suppose to know that. I do not read mind” etc etc etc. It goes back and forth, and the egos would not let either just take the blame and move on. In the process neither would bend but won’t mind breaking each other. That is just sad.

So to save ourselves the pain let’s just handle this the way we do it with strangers, “no offence!” “Oh, none taken”.



Be aware or not the sun shines above us at all times. 

Randomly took this picture while I was waiting for my friends. I was just aware of the sun shining through, after all it is too conspicuous even if you are trying to hide, it will find you out. We had fun today, they same old meeting, walking and eating with some serious talks later on about true friendship. Either we have grown older and perhaps wiser or we were just aware of the fact that, what ever was being said was one’s own opinion or grievance thereof and we must accept people and the differences as they are.

Now going on with the same theme… I believe awareness comes in two forms, as is with many things in life, external and internal. It is easy and one must know their surroundings, not necessarily everything about it but every detail about the little bit of what they know, but what we do instead is fill ourselves with the next information that comes our way so while we are looking at the forest we forget to see it for the trees.

It is easy to be aware of what crosses your filter with physical information because we are good at categorising it. The problem comes when we try to be aware internally. It is good and easy to make healthy life choices, but how many of us make healthy emotional choices too? Not many in my opinion. I have realised that only a person who is aware internally can make those choices.

This is because any one who is aware of himself does not act out of feelings rather he would take a back seat and watch his thoughts like an audience to his own turbulent emotions thus seeing more than one option for his course of action. There is a difference between flowing in your emotions and watching your emotions.

This by no way means that one is not allowed to feel their deepest of emotions. One must let them flow but by being aware you row your boat in the currents of your feelings instead of your feelings deciding your course. Honestly, that sounds like true power to me.

The only way to achieve this awareness is to do the exact opposite of what we do when we  are making choices (externally) and that is to not make a choice at all. Just take a back seat. I have seen that not holding onto feelings is better in the long run, you are truly burden-less and what else would you need?

Being internally aware requires a pause not a filter, it requires prirotising not categorising, it requires attentive processing not ignoring the emotions (being aware) thus allowing a response and not a reaction.




This is one of my most favourite doha and I still remember it. A doha is lyrical verse format that can be found in many old Hindi poems. This doha, by Kabir Das, in particular among many others fits in today’s prompt; Criticize.

निंदक नियरे राखिये, आँगन कुटी छवाय |
बिन पानी बिन साबुन, निर्मल करे सुभाव ||


Nindak nearey rākhiye, āngan kuti chawāye.
Bin pani bin sābun, nirmal kare subhāv.

Literal translation:

(Keep a) critic very close to yourself, in your courtyard (perhaps).
Without water without soap, (they’d) purify your behaviour.

So when it comes to criticism I like to follow this very doha that speaks of keeping your critics so close  almost in your own house so that their words will constantly fall on your ears and that will go a long way in keeping you grounded. Critics give it to you as it is which will surely keep our ego from inflating, in my opinion that is a win-win.