Category: Musings

An Ode To My Soulmate: Goodbye Is Not A Word

am not a person who believes that soulmates are only of the romantic sort. No. To me, soulmates are anyone with whom we have an intense soul connection . Such soul connections are not always easy. Having a soulmate is not about looking at the stars but gazing at the embers in the ashes of

What Distracts You From Focusing On What’s Important?

For Day 2 of my October journaling exercise, I got this fairly deep prompt. “What distracts you from focusing on what’s important?” When I think of this question, I have to first think of what is important to me. In the morning today, I got a call from a company that wanted me to join

In What Ways Are You Holding Yourself Back?

Last year, I joined a delightful Facebook group that invited us to reflect on the year that was passing us by with a series of daily prompts. That group then inspired another called Simple Life, Happy Life. This month, the admin of that group decided to start a lovely little journaling exercise for the month

Where Is The Ikigai In My Life?

The other day, I came across an article that mentioned ikigai. Having been to Japan last year and having fallen in love with the country, I was intrigued. What is Ikigai? According to Wikipedia: As I dug deeper, I realized that ikigai has exploded into the world recently, much like hygge. Scores of articles now

The Art of Humor: Finding Happiness From Humor

Many years ago, I met a friend of mine, Vishy, in a Mexican restaurant in Chennai. That day, I was a bundle of nerves, having had to coordinate a chamber orchestra from Germany that was being sponsored by the company I worked for. It was also the first time I was meeting this friend after

Chaos

Another one of my strange drafts found in my Gmail. This must have been after a break-up. Something that must have devastated me enough to write this. And yet, again, I feel I am reliving my life as I read this. I can write that this is exactly how I feel right now. Just right

Circles

On 9.02.09, I wrote the below poem. I try and think why I wrote this. I don’t know. I can’t remember. Just like that, I am reminded of the frailty of memories. Yesterday, I was talking to a beautiful friend of mine. We ended up discussing some of our travel escapades. We laughed when we

Rain

I have been followed by rain over the past 10 days. It has been raining almost every other evening in Bangalore and it rained when I was traveling in Bylakuppe. There are days when I wish for rain and it is answered. It’s almost like I am having a secret conversation with the Rainmaker. One

Raw Rat Ratatouille

I love crows. I love that bird’s tenacity, survival skills, and sheer intelligence. I love the crow’s despicable nature, which is so human. I would happily wear a T-shirt with a crow featured on it. I loved Edgar Allan Poe’s mesmerizing refrain of ‘nevermore’ in The Raven. For months now, I have been trying to

Mind The Gap

Yesterday, while I was on the Namma Metro, I was trying to read. The book was a crime novel and I was immersed in the details of a decapitated head when the train stopped at a station. Now, I have been on many trains in different parts of the world. But the Bengaluru Metro is