Hope
(ongoing musings, personal / creative only)
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3 December 2023
Branch
At some point, there were many forks in the road. Now: only the branch of a branch.
3 December 2023
Nightmare
But I am afraid of something else altogether. My nightmare is the image Duras paints —
15 November 2022
A Love Letter is a Death Letter
can you drown in a horizon? she wonders — and can a love letter ever be anything else?
28 July 2022
The Master Key
The poem reveals to me — the moment — I did not know it then, but this was the master key.
27 July 2022
Leaving the Seashore
To be fully possessed by the mystery at last, which is to say, to be fully possessed by the whole.
22 May 2022
There Is The Kind of Love That Disarms Us
Forgive this arrogance — but like every other human, I am always dying.
22 November 2021
The Prayer I Said
And what do I do now — blind and dumb with only my rationality and the unfamiliar gestures of faith as guides?
12 October 2021
We Once Dreamed the Same Dream
How many times will we wake up on that balcony, the wild good drenched around us, the mistimed monsoon arriving all at once?
22 June 2021
On Suburbia
For adolescence is fundamentally violent; it is the first time in our lives that we define our tribes, and by extension, conditions for exclusion.
11 April 2021
On Bangalore
Unlikely symmetries like this are the mystic riddles of cities, tiny patterns criss-crossing an ever-expanding canvas.
21 March 2021
On Leaving
We become what we love and yet remain ourselves. We leave what we love — by giving it a place to remain.
10 January 2021
On Signs
The most fundamental difference between our reality and Barthes’ 1957 France is that we now live in a world of signs and signifiers that have fragmented, if not entirely dissolved, any “single source of truth.”
20 December 2020
On Waiting
This means the life of a poet is primarily spent waiting, waiting in anticipation of arrival. Days pass, then seasons. The sea flows on, commanded by no one.
7 December 2020
On Excavation
There are few things more powerful than experiencing a truly new lease of life, and no better way to enjoy the multitude of pleasures and pains that our world has to offer.
Trigger Warning: mental health, borderline, substance abuse, self-harm
27 October 2020
On Exile
In Binsar, in a solitude and silence so deep that only a fraction can be understood, I am acquainted again with my own loneliness.
29 March 2020
Invisible Men
We are the sleepwalkers amongst the invisible.
8 January 2019
A Discovery of India
Some musings to that oft-asked question, “Why India?”
15 December 2019
Undoing the Cypher
A poem about the surreal feeling of growing more rational.
15 July 2019
First Principles
A list of first principles — a reminder to myself at key junctures.