Narratives to change reality

A life lived on the edge is a life well-lived, or so it was said. Philosophers have always thought about the existence of reality as it is, thereby giving wings to ancient wisdom, spirituality & modern scientific thinking. The rise of individual productivity starting from the 18th century, combined with the imperialist and colonialist eras, …

Writing about Day 0

Time and again, the questions were the same. Once someone knew what to do, it was better to give one's all and be good at it, instead of pontificating and doing nothing. Its called 'living in the head'. Living in the head was for the ones who were shielded from the travails of being involved …

A Perfect Storm of Circumstances

There are many things an individual can potentially accomplish in their day to day lives. All change simply needs a subtle shift in thought. The nature of the thought will dictate how one takes the next step. There are many thoughts available for us to think on a daily basis. We often loose track of …

The Important Matters of the Day

Post the third edible, a calm wave of radiation seemed to pass over the immediate surroundings. He was the last one remaining inside the 'Nomads' office. The others had seen no reason to accompany him. They were happy and done for the day; when in fact the day had just started for him. Thinking was …

Brain Fog, Brain God, Brain on Pot

As I trip hard writing this; it is prudent to mention that there lies a deep, deep angst buried within me; in the deepest recesses of my brain; where many ugly things lie in wait and reach the surface of my thoughts from time to time - hate and lust to name the two main …

Virtual Reality Sex and the Joy of Creation

The Kush Hi! Welcome to the 6th edition of The Kush, our newsletter written specifically for Mondays and Tuesdays. How’re you doing? We’re approximately 130 odd days away from 2021. Yes, 2021! 2020 will go down in history as one of the longest or one of the fastest years in written human history. Not literally, …

I Can’t Sleep! Too Many Voices Trying To Talk To Me

He felt himself whimper and shudder with pleasure as the warm mounds of solid chocolate turned into semi-liquid, near the base of his tongue, squishing around his mouth as if he sought an overdose; no doubt expressed by the sight of himself on his smartphone self, with froths of milk chocolate all over his mouth. …

Love and Markets

"For you, for you, I'm not moving on, I'll love you long after you're gone" He had loved. He still did. For all the time he had spent writing down his feelings, never had he imagined that it would come down to this, a mere existence racked up with guilty pleasures and productivity hacks. A …

The Tango of Thinking and Actually Doing Them

The substance was making him talkative. But he knew that not all talk was productive. In the sense, since speech was the output of a function of all the existing information and experience that the human mind had sought to understand or come into contact with, it is prudent to know that not all the …

The Quintessential Modern Life

"She's got a smile that it seems to me, reminds me of childhood memories, when everything was as great as the bright blue sky" "Really?" "Yes" "Awesome. So have you told her?" "That she's got a smile that reminds me of the bright blue sky? Not directly. I wrote a letter a few months back. …

The Complexity Of Legalizing Marijuana In India and the Prevalence of Naysayers

Sins had been on the receiving end of a verbal onslaught a few hours ago. Not because he had chosen to listen meekly, but rather because he had chosen to listen with respect. Everybody deserved to be heard. Everybody deserved a chance to speak. In return all one could ask for from oneself was the …

Master Your Mind, Master Your Life

He had been waking up at 4 a.m for the past two weeks. Was it just possible? That he had finally turned it around? A lifestyle he had sought for years, yet with consistency and willpower having always eluded him, it finally looked as if he had turned his sleeping pattern around. His mind felt …

Why You Should Give A Fair Trial To Vipassana Meditation

Sins was twenty-four years old and looked so. He had never heard about meditation one month before June, 2019. In the sense, he had been under the impression that rites, rituals, chanting, deities, human or imaginary, spiritual experiences and meditation were all tools, methods and techniques to calm the human mind through belief and sustained …

The Impending Storm of November.

He had had a calamitous September. Not that it mattered. In fact, he welcomed the uncertainty and chaos that seemed intent to take him, wring him in an invisible, gigantic hand, and spew him back towards a world hell bent on making things as difficult as possible for him, simply because, they were difficult things …

Revealed: The Best Morning Of Your Life

Sins was having a great morning. Everything had gone exactly as he had imagined it to be, during the previous night, a couple of minutes before his consciousness had progressed towards a blissful state, where lights and objects of various shades and shapes had coalesced around each other like spirits gliding towards the starry night. …

Don’t Let Anything Affect Your Productivity

She had declined to speak to him and had rejected his call to her, the previous night. He let it be. Still confused and slightly hurt at this point, on account of the niggling pointy feeling in his chest region, he tried to calm himself down and gulped a few ounces of water, his mind …

You’re The Thinker, You’re the Doer

He couldn't feel anything in spite of acknowledging that he had a problem. After throwing seven marijuana hits at the problem, he realized the problem actually did exist in reality, and wasn't a figment of his imagination, hence, warranting attention, deliberation and a keen focus to solve it by inculcating small improvements every day, 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, …

What Do You Believe In?

They looked at each other and waved, their brief interaction lasting for exactly two seconds, while his mind went on to dwell upon the brief memory for another twenty, punctuated in between by flashes of images which resembled her face plastered on walls and other shapes like buildings and alleyways. He felt so drowsy that …

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 …

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 …

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 …

What is the best way to live?

He saw her. She didn't. Or she had before him, he wasn't sure. A moroseness had enveloped him for the last few hours, his insides feeling wrinkled, like a piece of stale cloth. He was not going to blame it on anything or anyone. Whatever happened to him was entirely his responsibility and no one …

The Time To Learn Is Now. The Time To Kill is Now.

He looked at her standing with her back towards him, several feet away, immersed in her Mac book, and promptly turned away, as if guided by his legs magically, independently from the power of his mind, when his mind realized the folly, only to retrace his steps back towards her. Closing his eyes for a …

Skills Will Take You Far. So Will A Great Network and Company. Better All Three.

His mind was on fire. Not literally, because he would have died, but figuratively. He needed sales. Lots of it. But he had reached the end of his target period. The end of financial year, the fourth quarter, which his company followed, ended on a weekend, dampening his spirit, leading to anxiety creeping up slowly, …

Building A Marijuana-Based Ecosystem For India

Marijuana and Economy