writing
A common sentiment shared by most bloggers is that blogging is not supposed to be work. It needs to feel natural, flow freely, like a mirror reflection of a writer's mind. It must be a stream, a log of a thousand thoughts published on the web as they
Fiction
The lady on the microphone announced in her squeaky voice, “Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to Mumbai airport.” Oas groaned, closed his eyes, and contorted his face like only an exasperated 75-year-old can. Having heard her numerous times in the last couple of hours, he was tired of listening to her
life
I have been closely monitoring what affects my behaviour recently. One of the aspects that I'd identified was that I was always judging myself, was always thinking, analyzing my current actions for their effect on my future. I'd decided to stop doing that. But while I
life
I'm consciously slowing myself down recently while doing everything . I've spent too much time worrying about the small things, planning about things too far in future. I've realised I'm not living in the moment. That's not healthy. So, I'
Fiction
Raghav woke up from his deep slumber; he wasn’t prone to these breaks in his sleep as long as there wasn’t a reason for that. He felt he heard a constant buzzing sound; he wasn’t hearing any now. He attempted to gain his full senses. He looked
life
Empty, lifeless streets. Calm, soundless surrounding. Few overly protected bodies strolling around. No cars. No motorbikes. No home delivery agents. No horns. No flights zooming through the skies. Waking up early, trying to get into some sort of routine. As my mind attempts to convince me that it just doesn’
life
I had no idea that there exists something called Nation Play-Doh Day. It does, and it is today. This “toy” always fascinates me. After all, it is just clay, plain simple clay. I remember a time, as a child, when we regularly played in and with clay. At that time,
life
Making attempts to understand what the future holds is understandable, but it is pointless to think too much about that. Thinking about all the possibilities of things going wrong. Or even right, for that matter. It is especially important to not do so when that train of thought derails your
life
I recently came across the #10YearChallenge that was all the rage among the netizens. And, as is often the case with the memes on social media, it made no sense to me at all. Of course, how you look would change drastically over the decade. What’s so special about
dev
I have been using Blot, a simple blogging platform with no interface, for quite some time now for running my blog. I am not alone when I say this, but am mighty impressed with how simple it is to post things on blot and maintain the overall site. They are
life
Austin Kleon wrote a nice article advising creators, especially writers, to not fall prey to a belief frequently floated around - “you lose a book for every child”. I do not think the fact that such a belief exists is much of a stretch. Being a parent is work, a
life
Time. Those fleeting moments of time. Those crazy, affected attempts to catch up to them. To not let them pass. To slow them down. Those foolish attempts, unsuccessful every time. 24 hours. 1440 minutes. 86,400 seconds that dawn with a promise to provide enough time to complete all the