Deep work, excuses and a disordered- mind.

I have already broken my streak. I had promised myself I will get back to it. At least for the few days that the working- world doesn't dictate my time. But our time isn't ever really our time, is it? I am talking about my 30- day- squat challenge that I voiced on here, and...

The Obsessed.

“Don't bend; don't water it down; don't try to make it logical; don't edit your own soul according to the fashion. Rather, follow your most intense obsessions mercilessly.” ― Franz Kafka The problem with mercilessly following our intense obsessions is the relationships that we leave on the wayside. The fun- times that we discard at...

Finding time

There is always time. " I have no time" is an excuse we make when we don't want to do something. We always got the time we need. I did not feel the urge to write, the past few months. Or to be honest, I felt the urge but could not be bothered to actually...

Inertia.

Lately, I have been thinking that I am stuck. Stuck in a rut. On a hamster wheel that obviously isn't going anywhere. It's odd though. If you asked me three years ago, where I'd like to be three years on- the current state of affairs would seem to be a great place to be in....

Hello there!

Yay! I have found my way back to the blog. I am not a fan of the all-too-often used word "hiatus" and therefore shall refrain from using it to explain my absence here. I have no fancy excuses to cover my a%s* (the usual - sickness, horrendous rotation schedule, family, travel, weddings...); but things got...

Second chances.

Life is a horrid, evil little miser when it comes to second chances. She rarely ever hands them out. At least, not in the 'big' things, or in the matters that matter. No sir. So, what if Life presents you with a second chance in something that you thought was over and done with. Something...

Friday Flutters- It creeps up again..

It come and goes. Waxes and wanes. Gathers and disperses. Blooms and withers.   The blinding light and the pitch black. The all- enchanting angel and the all- consuming demon. Both within. And without. Ripping apart. And making whole again.   The misery and ecstasy, bound irrevocably. Inseparable. The joy is superfluous. Reasonless. Beyond rationality....

Friday Flutters! A wise man’s words….

As I sit in nigh darkness, I contemplate the state of my life. And my love. Of chasing dreams. And of the sacrifices that such pursuits entail.   Of passion and perseverance. Or rather the surplus of passion and equivalent sparseness of the requisite perseverance. Can passion alone sustain one's dreams? Without the luxury of foresight,...

MiA!

Dr J has been missing in action for a bit. Apologies. Dr J feels she is in a time- warp. Nothing makes sense. No decision is clear or correct. No scenario is ideal. Nothing is black or white. It's a grey, grey world. Part 36 or so hours have been a blur. Pictures may tell...

The end of the world…

  The end is near lads. Life seems rudderless. Oh Lord, how am I to survive! I'm lost and lonely. Friends faraway, hope ye' all doing good. Mum, hope breakfast was good, And hope Dad didn't throw a fit. My other Mum, hope things have quietened down, Hope Kerala is not in chaos anymore. Wonder...