We are in a jungle; a jungle of calamity, a jungle of hurdles, a jungle of murmurs; a jungle of light & fame; a jungle of laughter; a jungle of joy; a jungle of competition; a jungle of you & me; a jungle of who-is-going-to-do-what; and a jungle of us. And every now and then,… Read More When We Forget The Simplicity
As the neigh of Beethoven swoops in to give rhythm to the hue and cry of the creativity, once there lived Ignorance. It often went to the cumbersome approach and uplifted their methods to the one who refused to be defeated. And that’s how born Awe. For the sake of over-explaining the above undervalued and… Read More Once Ignorance Was Born
… And you are entrapped in the hotchpotch of jib-jab, the mystery behind ginormous life goals, and the convoluted understanding of yourself. You have gone way past the damnation of overhaul and the dealing with the identity crisis is becoming bitter with every second. You often get agitated, not because people are giving you the… Read More Awakening of The Blue Darkening
A few weeks back, my brother asked me about the reason behind my isolated nature, especially during just before my college days (around 11 years back) when I used to go to the rooftop for 2-3 hours. I still do that some time. I chuckled and answered. “For no reason! Probably, clear my mind.” The… Read More Walk and Walk, Break The Mental Block
Every gig I dare to perform, (s)he seems to reject in her mind. There is no corner in the world where I wouldn’t peek to look for what (s)he desires. In our talk, I was cold because (s)he was cold or it was the other way around. For those tantalizing dreams, you often pry around… Read More Fair Romance In The Silent Street
Long back, I, along with several actors, was performing playback theatre in front almost 100-150 people (mostly kids and teachers). At the end of the show, we were asked to conclude the performance on the audiences’reaction who shared their memorable moments of that evening. I went first almost with a blank mind and, probably, the… Read More Our Laughter Is What Remains
Slit – the tiniest hole through which only the light passes. You wouldn’t believe what a discovery the physicist made from it – The dual nature of light. But, more than that, it gave or still gives incredible artistries in the whitest of the light show. In the huge universe of shadow, someone has spotted… Read More Virtually Loved, Universally Incomplete
