June 2nd 2020, the day I shaved my hair, is one of the most wonderful days of my life. I still remember how I felt when I looked at…
“Baba, I can file a case against you.”
“What did you just verbalise?”
“I need you to get her out of the room, anyhow.”
He dropped the call.
It’s 9 p.m.
Wake up at 7 in the morning, go wash your face, and run with a growling stomach to catch the very first bus, just so I won’t be late for my economics class. Yesterday also, Mr. Hanson made me stand up in front of the class for the whole period. David and his friends clicked a photo of me and sent it to the group…
“July rain is not going to have any mercy on you. Mrinal, aren’t you taking this umbrella?” I heard Papa from the entryway of our home…
They lay together in the hammock out in their backyard. The night is oozing with the calm river beside the sleeping trees. The…
I love listening to the rich lustrous voice of David Gilmour as he sings the song of our people. “We are two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl. Year after Year,” as he sings with unadulterated passion, I am even more sure that the song resonates with me; it speaks to my core.
Each day we write a poem called lifeA rhythm we all knowWaking, working, playing, allroutines we can’t let go
But as the rhyming days fly byThrough seasons spring and fallWe cannot help but wonder…
Would you get bored if you lived for a thousand years? Surely not! There are simply far too many creative works of art being pumped out every single day by billions of people, way more than you could spend time consuming. Well, it is…
Beauty in monotony
‘Monotony’, the word that usually holds the meaning of worrisome lack of variety, had never felt like something that deserved to be celebrated. When we hear it, we immediately let ourselves delve into its negative parts, and neglect a beautiful side to this coin. In a world where people are constantly…
Repetition not for monotony but the ecstasy it induces.
By Martha Graham