Tagged With: dance
‘Money or peace’
A huge trailer rammed into my car from behind as I was driving back from the office past midnight. The entire backside of the car was crushed and it is a miracle that me and another team member, Chandan (who needed a drop to Nehru Place) were unhurt. I managed to drop Chandan and get … Continue reading
Muddling along
The car is still in the police station. It has been seized at the behest of the RWA, the Residents’ Welfare Association. so this is the welfare they are talking about. Use the power and the position to cohort with the local police to harass women who are trying to be on their own. The … Continue reading
To ourselves
The issue of car parking. I work late and was still sleeping in the morning when the neighbors called the cops. A bunch of them shouting profanities (‘behen ki laudi,bahar nikal’) and rasing a hue and cry. And for what. For the parking of a car. A single person could have come to deal with … Continue reading
‘The Direction’
The noise. All around. It is deafening. On the roads. In the office. In the malls. In the house. In the head. It is difficult to hear one’s own voice because it is so small, so silent. And because we are running all the time. From people. From ourselves. A mad crazy race for numbers,things,fame, … Continue reading
Beginnings and Endings
A lot of energy is spent in just drawing boundaries with people. I guess that is why it is so stressful to be around people. Its easier to be alone. The physical boundaries are very clear. It is the emotional boundaries which are not in the visible realm and hence easier to cross all the … Continue reading
When?
A day of damage control. I wonder how many days of damage control would it take to get back on track. Its like a repetetive dance. Step one two three, one two three and back to step one. Forward and backward and again forward. People will not change. Selfish people will remain selfish, no matter … Continue reading
To live and to die each day
water leakage in the toilet, no water supply last evening, e-mail not working and so on. The details. The small details take up big time. Is this what life is all about? The smaller details. The big things don’t really matter. In the long run. Hoga nahin mere se. This is what I feel many times. … Continue reading
Mharo Pranam
I have always gone to the park near the house with my pain. It has always helped. Nature is such an absorber. Just walking barefoot on the surface of the earth has brought peace to an agitated mind and a soul in turmoil.Would that our life were an eternal dance in the quest for the … Continue reading

