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Describe a sunset… Cotton-candy skies, random birds frolicking their way home, merciless shafts of sunlight digging through a small hole in the clouds like a spotlight on one corner of the world. People almost ignorant of this blessing of light, waking into dim lit noisy rooms. Can you explain the scent of your grandmas sweets,…
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Not This, Nor That.
I admire the light spectrum a lot, gentle playful dance of light diverging into an array of shades. I love how people say that darkness is the mere absence of this array of colours. And yet when you mix all your colours, or concentrate a colour too much, it’s nothing but black like darkness. Advaita…
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Rage-baiting Anger
Your Anger shows that you are alive enough to burn for something. Let it be you. Let it be something much bigger than you alone. To all the girls (and anyone who resonates) who wore chaos as a blanket, in the coldest of times because the people who were supposed to protect you were too…
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Grief, and a What if
The unsettling of being lost in grief, the trap of falling for the what ifs and everything in between.I used to look at the green fields and the Themes flowing away until daylight faded, unable to swallow an ounce of solid food.The house left messy, heavy and unbothered like my mind. All but that one…
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Choosing and Loosing
What is loss ? How do we actually understand and rationalise it?Especially in the 20s – it feels like we are loosing everything Opportunities, friendships, dreams? In childhood loss felt different – too much, lingering and somehow distant.Like you can never recover from this one moment of utter pain only to find it’s pieces, three…
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A spicy Jill-Pot Cocktail Please
I haven’t gotten myself to post a blog in a while,Have I quit thinking and reflection and connection entirely? Hell no.Have I stopped writing anything? No- I have written and discarded THRICEHave I not had the time? Maybe, Life was hectic. But I did write, just not good enough. I had dedicated time packets to…
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Me and the Modern Monk.
For someone who tends to lose a lot of herself(melting boundaries), or rather pick a lot of load from people and places(high empathy); I kept telling myself – “who I am” and while I answered it, in context of my situations, achievements and relationships; there is a huge fear of exploration and a painfully burning…
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Aesthetics, Class and Adaptation.
Aesthetics simply is Beauty and art, in various forms and representations. We all have a certain aesthetic –in the way we imbibe beauty, an affinity to something a certain type of beautiful and I am hopeful that all readers of this blog have some respect and recognition of aesthetics that may not always align with…
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What is Swadhayan
The mediations of and by the Self. But what is- to meditate?A written or spoken discourse expressing considered thoughts on a subject.Simply put, to think deeply about (something). All that we hear about clearing the mind, being devoid of thought and silence is simply the obvious result of a good meditation. To focus, chanting and sleeping are…
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The Art of Connection
In the ever-evolving world, the art of forging genuine connections remains timeless. Whether it’s with colleagues, clients, or partners, establishing a genuine rapport paves the way for collaborative success.
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