“If you have young friends who aspire to become writers, the second greatest favor you can do them is to present them with copies of ‘The Elements of Style’. The first greatest, of course, is to shoot them now, while they’re happy” Dorothy Parker I remember the first post I… Continue Reading Why do I write?

“Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what’s going to happen next. Delicious Ambiguity.” ― Gilda Radner We fear the unknown. We are most uncomfortable with uncertainty. But unknowns and uncertainty form the nuts and bolts of the modern… Continue Reading Dealing with Uncertainty

When we look around in nature, humans are the only creatures who hoards stuff. Except for some insects like ants who gather to survive a harsh season, all living things abide by the nature’s law and consume the minimum resources for survival. The only contradiction is humans, who believes piling up resources for himself is the sole aim of his existence.

Coming to think about it, it is so uncanny, the deep revelations the deluge brought to the observer. The vanity of things that we hold dear in our lives, futility of a life time of effort, the need for true friends and so on. On contemplation, the disaster prompts us to reconsider our priorities in life. Wouldn’t it be better if we rebuilt the society without walls that separate and imprison us, throw away that ‘trespassers will be prosecuted’ sign from our egocentric lives and open up to be a loving and interdependent society that stays united in spite of all the differences.

I have always been in love with rain. Growing up in Kerala, where more than one-third of the year is soaked wet, my childhood is filled with beautiful memories of downpour. We children used to play in the rain. We used to make paper boats. Some unfortunate ants were also assigned as sailors on the perilous voyage in the turbulent flow of rain water. After the rain, when the trees would be still dripping, we would plod through the cold and damp soil bare footed. Nothing created a stronger feeling of connection with nature. It was great fun.