The Idea-smithy

Some day perhaps I will be in love
Deeply, passionately and forever
Like I imagined it would be
But now I doubt
That it will come to me in a flash of brilliance
Or with any real ’signs’ or flashing arrows in the sky
I think what will happen instead
Is that in the swimming and running and flying
And all the actions [...]

So it’s that time of the year again, the time to take stock and look back. Funnily enough, for a compulsive organizer/list-maker like me, it isn’t coming naturally this time round. Even funnier considering it isn’t just year end but decade end and actually end of the first decade of the millenium and all that. [...]

I came to Bangalore over 10 years back. I was falling in love. Not with a person or even a place. I was really, completely, truly committing myself to life. I was 19. I had just weathered a tempestuous adolescence culminating in my dropping out of college. Then I licked my wounds, cleared my arrears [...]

Attraction is purely chemical; a combination of various hormones produced by our bodies and reacting to each other. This is abundant. If we could find a way to power engines with the chemicals each of us generates, there would never be an energy crisis and the Middle East would just be another sandy place on [...]

I love you
is real hard to say. And so is
You hurt me.
But the hardest by far, is
I forgive you.
because it actually says both of the above.
If love be the knife you willingly hold to yourself to feed the life-blood to your beloved, then their betrayal is the rubbing of salt into the wounds. How then, [...]

I’ve had a strange relationship with music.
I remember listening to Winds of change by the Scorpions on my walkman, lying between bundles of sheets and clothes in a corner bedroom. I remember that I was wearing a pair of corduroys that seemed to be the most comfortable and yet appropriate garb for the occasion. My [...]

Athens,
sleeps outside my window tonight
And so do you, a sea and a continent away
No camera can capture,
nor words describe what my eyes see
In the city of the virgin goddess, a mortal woman sleeps alone.
~O~O~O~O~
A year later, in a city of no sleep and too much sex, she looks for god.
No pictures have I
nor the fruits [...]