Starr Comes Back

People come, people go; we think, we live & exist. The universe has its ways of communicating with us. It's expressed as people, signs, icons & other symbols or meanings that we use to make sense of the world around us. The individual who exists in his or her social collective is wired to think …

Thoughts in Time, Save Lives

The sunshine illuminated their grinning faces like the warmth of a rekindled friendship. Some of them could not remember the last time they had seen the sun. Drenched in its glow, surrounded by frolic, their skins wrapped in winter wear, the lawns seemed to have stirred their familiarity with the earth. The individuals watched the …

Re-birth, Re-creation & Re-mind

The process of writing has actively shaped our evolution since the last 5000 years. When we think about events and happenings (we always want to know - what is going on?) on a daily, minute-by-minute level (thank you instant news and media), it is easy to loose track of how months, years, decades and centuries …

Emotions Make Life Better

For many years, it has been commonly accepted knowledge that anxiety and depression are ravaging households and societies across the world. In developing, developed, emerging or any other label one ascribes to a nation-state or country, these metaphorical twins, anxiety and depression seem to have become an integral part of life. In fact, there are …

Back To Writing After a 5 Month Break

He had turned 27 years old a few days ago. He was feeling good about it. As if he were just getting started with his life. And what a life. Whenever, he heard the word 'life', his thoughts would drift to the monotonous senselessness that life had seemed to be, that had so plagued him …

Escape And Trip on Your Own Originality

Be aware of the mediocrity all around you, because quite frankly we tend to absorb the realities of others by default rather than trip and arrive at our own judgements via our own independent effort of thought. It is prudent to reason that many things in the world of ours today makes us feel uncomfortable, …

The Microdosing for Productivity Principle

The Kush Hi! Welcome to the 24th edition of The Kush. If you’re reading this for the first time, then welcome. Time and tide wait for none, in the sense because time and tide are independent of human interference. And interference and distractions are all the rage today. From time to time we’ve faced a …

Where is the Light?

He knew that sometimes, men and women needed to be left alone and that they needed their own space in order to sort out the issues that were important to them from a quality of life point of view. But, on the other hand, he also thought that he had a tendency to be dependent …

Blazing Against The Loud Epidemic of Bad Logic

Boomtown Hi! Welcome to the 8th edition of Boomtown, our newsletter written and published every Friday at exactly 4:20 p.m. If you’re reading this for the first time, then welcome. As of this writing, not only are we completely blazed out of our minds, but we can’t wait to continue blazing ahead for the rest …

Debunking Arguments Against Cannabis Legalization in India With Data and Logic

Gloria Indica Hi! Welcome to the 10th edition of Gloria Indica, our newsletter written specifically for Wednesdays and Thursdays. If you’re reading this for the first time, then welcome. Wherever you’re from, whenever you’ll read this, this is our newsletter when we train our eyes a bit more specifically to the cannabis, business and technology …

The Call of Starr

"I just want you to know; I've found a reason for me; to change how I used to be; a side of me no one knew; a Reason to start over new, and the reason is you". Hoobastank blared out at him from his phone and he couldn't agree more. He had spent much of …

The Sign of the Light

Tables turn, bridges burn,you live and you learn! If there ever was a sign, this was it and Sins felt tugs, rips and pulls pulsating across his body as if he were gliding across an ocean of red, blue and green, in search of the elusive forbidden fruit. Voices, tunes and jingles were an understatement, …

I’ll Love You Long After You’re Gone

Note: this post is not a sad love letter, although the title sounds like one. Its a lyrical line from Philips Philips' popular song, 'Gone Gone Gone'. Every single time I listen to it, it reminds me of Starr, whom I adore. Unfortunately, we cannot be together due to factors beyond our control. All I …

The Heart is Racing, It Keeps on Repeating

Three hearty swigs of freshly brewed beer later, Mr. Well reckoned that another couple of hearty swigs of beer were in order. He didn't drink often, preferring to let his body recover for days and weeks at a time before the next swig of beers. Mr. Well liked mind-altering substances and his preferred choices were …

The Queen And The Terrace

She walked in, he froze up. Reflexively. It felt cute in a way that he couldn't speak. He left to have a cigarette till his knees got weak. Escape was just a nod and a casual wave, towards no one in particular, but an omnipresent being that seemed to corner him whenever she came around. …

She Stopped His World

When she appeared, his world stopped. Like a plume of radiance enveloping him from time to time, he imagined her face, in all her glory, as if the goddess had chosen him to reveal her human form to. He was fortunate. Of that he was sure. For how else, had he mustered up the courage …

Someone To Hear Your Prayers? Someone Who Cares? Its You.

"I hear her voice in the morning hour, she calls me. The dawn reminds me of her presence, a few miles away. Walking down the road, I get a feeling that I should have told her yesterday, that it's her energy that I feed off, in spirit, in conversation, in times of good and bad, …

Do You Know What’s Worth Fighting For?

He covered her with two blankets, whispered a few words about their intertwined destinies in her ears and gently kissed her on the forehead, fighting back the urge to lie down with her on his arms. It wasn't fully dawn yet, he could just about make out the tinge of the first few rays, which …

How Much Can You Hate? Think.

For him, hate was something to be abhorred, something to be hated. It didn't matter who it was, or what it was. Hate was destructive and of no use whatsoever, even if it was being harnessed in order to accomplish something productive, because something built on hate could never leave a legacy behind. With time, …

Your Problems Will Not End. Make Them Better.

She was sitting right opposite to him in another room and the walls were transparent. He pretended to work, clicking random icons on his screen, unlocking his smartphone from time to time, every few seconds, in a bid to look busy in case she was looking at him. He wondered what was up with him, …

You Can Change Yourself To Become Whatever You Want.

For as long as he could remember, irrespective of the characters and personalities of every individual he had met in his life so far, he had always preferred to focus on their best traits and ignore the worst ones, mainly because, he had realized that over the long-term, it paid to be good and do …

Believe And It Shall Happen. How To Push Yourself Towards The Greater.

He let himself loose into the topic at hand and immersed into it like an Olympic level diver executing his dive, perfected after years of honing his craft. He didn't emerge from it for several hours, just checking his phone after every twenty minutes or so, for messages if any. That was the thing, he …

The Joy Of Living Life One Day At A Time. Change Your Perspective, Change Yourself.

It was the best of times, yet, it was the worst of times. Change was the only constant, a virulent state of flux that seemed to engulf the world, as if nothing had been so chaotic and uncertain in the history of the world as we knew it, a world that had been shaped by …

When You Think You’re Weird, You’re Not Alone. You’re Together.

The wanton feelings of lust couldn't leave him, it wasn't possible, not just for him, but for all of humanity, the inexplicable connection with animals exemplified so, its complexity arising out of the modern cornucopia and intermingling of all the five senses, rising in part due to the multiple connections now possible, both offline in …

Read, Write, Think, Repeat. Please.

During their brief trysts of speaking to each other for a few minutes, he had noticed a sudden spurt in his productivity levels lasting at least for the next thirty minutes, from the aftermath of their parting, a semi-conscious state of being, resembling the gentle sound of ocean waves incoming towards the shore, coupled with …

When You Think You’re Tall, You’ll Fall. Quickly.

He stood in front of the decrepit building and sobbed silently at the smouldering ruin that now lay in front of him, an imposing, almighty figure, wrapped in glass, standing erect only a few hours back and now reduced to ashes, its blackened exterior shrouded amidst the early morning fog, as if still enveloped in …

Do You Know What To Do?

"I love, love the way that you talk, it feels like Adele, singing to me" He mumbled the lyrics for a few minutes and let the tune play inside his head indefinitely, leaving the task of regulating the lyrics, going forwards to his sub-conscious mind, while he tried his best to shift his focus towards …

The Very Rampant Emotional Manipulation

Not being dependent on anyone for emotional and professional reasons suited him. In fact, it would suit everyone. He was pondering over the fact that many people felt slighted when their emotions or egos weren’t catered to, as if they were entitled to be catered to, a result of an imagined order that existed inside …

What Is It About Her?

"I love, love the way that you talk, it seems like Adele, Do Re singing to me", he kept humming, and humming, as he walked, and trudged wearily towards home, across the desolate streets, where streetlights flickered every few seconds, as if in tune with his feelings, that chimed with her image with each step …

She Is The Best

It wasn't that he didn't feel anything at all. He tried to think about what was transpiring between him and her, and the signs were not encouraging. In fact, he felt his internal antennae go down from time to down, like a rag of cloth being swept away by the wind, its frayed edges seemingly …