Weighing Scales
I weighed myself today. And found I was still the same. Those scales though only measure the body. For if they were to measure the mind, then they would find, That I dropped 10 pounds off today.
Author: SoulMuser
Pickled Poetry
Ragged edgeson a serrated knifecan cause no harmunless they meetyour hand. Knives are harmless. Unless they meet skin. People are harmless. Unless they meet skin. Or so you think. People are harmless unless they meet skin, or unless they meet mind. Ragged edgesof people’s mindscan cause all harmeven when they nevermeet your heart Dedicated to […]
An Encounter
Life came to me the other day, and said,”Hey! what’s the matter?” Perplexed, I asked in return, “What? Nothing is the matter.” So life asked me, “Why then are you walking with your back so bent and your head so bowed? Is it humility?” I laughed. “Humility? You would need to have something that you […]
Unknown Reaches
Today, I received a mail from a stranger. A good friend of mine once passed on this quote to me: there is no such thing as strangers, only friends never met. That quote has stayed in my head and today I was reminded of it again. This stranger stumbled across an article of mine on […]
When a Dream Fails
The other day, Serena Williams, that wonderful athlete won Wimbledon, and declared that it pays to believe in one’s dreams. Those words sound inspiring. All the more inspiring when you stand on the green hallowed lawns of the most famous tennis court in the world, holding the most cherished trophy in tennis history. Dreams seem […]
The Ethics of Being Indian
This a rant post. Or a rave post. It’s a bit of both. But for a change I am not cribbing about my life. Nor am I musing about its changes. No, for a change, all I have to ask here is for some change. This might anger ‘patriotic’ Indians, but it’s a democracy, right? […]
The Inscrutable Reason for Living
The dark clouds from the window seem almost a reflection of my own life. Never have I felt so like more like wandering to those very same clouds and plummeting down in a deep delicious fall to the ground. Life, they say, is very vast. But how is it that living it in a coffin […]
Be+Ing and Potatoes over Cactus
This is a rambling post. Read at your own risk. No offence to anyone intended. To be or not to be. Poor old Hamlet’s existential dilema has been churned into so many movies, plays, books and even greeting cards that it is exists now as one of the fastest ways to cull yourself into […]
The Air Within
Sack Saturdays. Strike it off the calender. Delete it from all records. I don’t remember a happy Saturday in my life. Think Saturday and I can only think of one old day that I came home from school to find life in ruins. Think Saturday and I can only think of a friend saying “I […]