Coffee And Karma

Quarantine days are showing me a different side of life - a playback speed of 0.75 has been set in my life. I can see, hear and absorb things a lot more clearly. I am liking the high energy level and my dedication to reading and working out, and a lot of me time. https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/12313226-99-thoughts-on-ganesha Rate: 4/5 A recent book that I picked was on Ganesha. It's by Devdutt Patnaik and it's called 99 thoughts on Ganesha . I discovered a lot of fun facts and stories about Ganesha. The best part about this book is that it eventually connects with reality of why Ganesh Chaturthi is big, and how Ganesha is beyond India, and how different puraans have different stories and nothing is a fact. Some of my discoveries :) 1. Lakshmi and Ganesha are NOT a couple. Some theories suggest Lakshmi and Saraswati are sisters of Ganesha, and Shakti is the mother. Some theories say Ganesh is the adopted son of Lakshmi (wife of Vishnu). 2. The right side symbolis

Every day seems the same. Those little behaviours and habits seem the same. It's a suffocating feeling  that my life is on repeat mode. Same failures, again and again. The destination is still far, very far. People around me are moving milestones by milestones. Kids around me are growing. I feel stagnant. It's the same me, which I was yesterday.  But is it really true? I know something definitely changed. I'm not the same person who had a very limited view of life and knew only a few ways of living her life. I am the not the same person who once doubted her ability to achieve all that I eventually achieved. So when did the change happen? And why it feels the same?  Are these everyday steps counting? Or taking me anywhere further? May be my view of life is too myopic that I can't see how far I've come.

I opened the door of ICU and scanned through the big hall but I couldn't find her. Suddenly, I realized it was her on the bed next to me wearing a green gown (so unusual of her) and an oxygen mask and couple of machines and needles going through her. She looked half of her size. I stopped breathing for a moment. I couldn't believe this is happening. I went inside, touched her hand and she moved and looked at me. I knew she wanted to say something. As if she's telling me to rescue her from here or may be she's welcoming me as she always would when she sees me. But she was definitely saying something from her eyes.  Every day after that I would wait outside for visiting hours and try to get as much time as I could in those 2 times I could visit. Did I thank her enough? Did I spend enough time with her? Do I even know her enough? Suddenly, all the time spent with her seemed less. I could see her life slipping. There were days when I would find myself alone with her a

For those who believe in law of attraction, the title would make sense :) "So 11 @ Google, huh?"  he said , and murmured E-L-E-V-E-N to himself.. "Yesssss" , she said with a beam in her eyes and a wide smile.. :D "You must have seen Google evolving no?" , he asked in amazement.. "Well, if you look back at last decade of your life, you'll realize EVERYTHING evolved as well. Smartphones vs no smartphones world no?" , she said while fiddling with her phone and a smile on her face.. "But.. how you do you feel? And if I may ask, what would you advice to others?" "Just love what you do and don't count the years. As they say, age is just a number" ;)

Here's my first attempt at a short fictional story. Would love to hear your feedback in comments. Scene 1 Prithvi Theatre, Mumbai A girl, in her early thirties, is waiting for the queue to form for the 9pm play she booked. It's 8:30pm, and the place is beautifully decked up in yellow and red lights. There are posters all around on upcoming theatre shows but the one poster that brings a smirk to her face is titled as "savdhan! dulhe ki talash hai". As she is sipping the cold coffee, she observes the people who are here for the show, and starts thinking about how Delhi and Mumbai have different vibes. "Excuse me. Are you a writer?"  Suddenly these words bring her back to reality. A guy, probably in his mid/late thirties, with black frames is standing next to her.  "Umm, no." She smiles. "though I aspire to be" she murmurs to herself. "Oh, you look like a writer. "  "Really?" "

Yesterday, I was was watching ' Artist is Present ' documentary and that led me to a series of videos about Marina Abramović. Since I recently visited MOMA, I was fascinated by the concept of Performance Art. This is all about controlling your mind, and not get affected by external situations. Many organizations like Art of Living also preach similar things but with a different purpose, of course. In one of her interview, when asked for an advice to the youth, her answer was: "If you are drawing with your right hand and you're getting better and better to an extent you can draw with your closed eyes, immediately switch to left hand". If you get used to routine, then that is end of everything. If you do things you like, you never change. You do the same stuff again and again. To do something different, it's important to go to different pattern. Here's the video.  Another important point was about "being in present". When you are stan