Two months ago my 8-month-old laptop battery decided it didn't want to work as hard anymore. 10 minutes after it has been charged fully, it began to warn me that the battery was empty. S quickly blamed me for it, saying I probably left it plugged in on charge for too long. Instead of havingContinue reading "Burning our batteries"
Travel, Poetry, books and an award
For years, I chased after dreams; For years I made resolutions every new year and then looked away from them as the days passed - too ashamed to even acknowledge that I had made those resolutions. Then last year, inspired by a friend who went after one of her dreams and fulfilled them, I decidedContinue reading "Travel, Poetry, books and an award"
Building our own pyramids
I wrote this sometime in August, saved it as a draft and forgot about it. Then in the ensuing three months, I went on to bury myself inside a pyramid and let myself suffocate. Today reading this, I realized that most of us are wise to our weaknesses and yet, we choose to indulge it,Continue reading "Building our own pyramids"
On the streets of Ooty
On her forehead worries collapsed one upon another a wrinkly pile of seasons harsh sustaining each other Wrapped in wool her body refused warmth creeping into her heart with a strangers smile She sat crumbling in pavements indifferent to her plight diffidence poised on her lips waiting for the dusk that forever hung over theContinue reading "On the streets of Ooty"
Oblique rants 1
From where you look, you see a world which seems daunting, imposing, bewildering and you wonder how can you, so tiny an object in the microcosm of existence, be an object of wonder. Insignificance overwhelms you with its voice and the pounding you feel inside, as you wonder about your role in the greater schemeContinue reading "Oblique rants 1"
Re-discovering writing with Rilke
An impulse is enough to remind you of what you love and truly cherish. In the recent years earning income from my writing has become so necessary that at moments I forget what it is to write for passion; to give in to the urge inside which at the very moment that I want toContinue reading "Re-discovering writing with Rilke"
My poems in kritya
It is not untrue when they say we can create the realities of our life. Writing poetry was always a closet affair. To find papers to scribble into and then tuck them away, lest they fall in someone's hands. Writing away, I realised earlier this year that I had a couple of book full ofContinue reading "My poems in kritya"
A typical conversation
Morning as soon as Pranav wakes up, S measures his face with his palm and pretends to be surprised by how he has grown up. Then he proceeds to measure my face with his palm and tells Pranav that Mama's face has grown taller. Face grown taller! I ran to the mirror to ensure thatContinue reading "A typical conversation"
Life has been good
Which just shows me that the moment you begin to believe in the power to create your destiny, life sends both laughs and tears your way. But joys are so powerful that they have the ability to make all tearful moments seem mundane and a waste of our energies. And that is how I haveContinue reading "Life has been good"
Defining Feminisim
Many have asked me ( including S), to define feminism. This is by far the best definition I have encountered. And in case you want to know, yes I consider myself one. It is time I began to speak.
Atha with Anita Satyajit 