And the music hits me…

Their sound slices through my brain like a sonic scalpel!

Whoa! Bravo! Absolute brilliance!

Discovered accidentally while I was net surfing.

The edginess reminds me of David Bowie.

There is this rush of adrenalin pushing me into an alien world.

It’s heady, charged, spinning into the dark uknown.



It’s beautiful.

Salute, Imagine Dragons!

#newagerock #alternative



Sometimes you find inspiration from unexpected sources.

Here is a little plant & flower which blooms in a wall of stone & concrete.

When I reached my house this afternoon ( that’s the outside boundary wall of the house), my man Friday was all set to uproot the plant and repair the breach in the wall.

I stopped him.

The plant and me looked at each other and smiled.

Kindred spirits, you might say.

So I have named the plant ” Sthithapragyan”.

And when I leave this house, she will go with me.

A strange friendship?

Those are always the best.

#courage #inspiration

On Friendship

There are times when I smile at the contents of a “Whatsapp”. Not laugh or feel amused at a witty forward.But genuinely smile and rejoice…from the bottom of my heart.

One such instance was a recent conversation between my friend Geetanjali. She is my childhood buddy.But we haven’t met since the last twenty  years. In school, I remember her being my comrade in every possible scrape that would drive the nuns mad ( we studied in a convent). In college , though we studied different disciplines, we met most frequently to giggle over gossip. Then jobs and marriages happened. And she moved to a different continent.

We got back in touch, thanks to Facebook.


Geetanjali: Yesterday, I got an email from an artist .I have taken her classes.She was announced the Copley Master this year. She wrote to say she loved having my painting right next to hers at the gallery.I hadn’t told her that my work was selected as well.But I am so bloody unproductive and moody…..then once in a while, I hear from you with your amazing poetry…then I feel alive.

Me: * smiles*

Maybe ,I am too emotional as I type this. But wait! No , I am not emotional.What I am actually is ? Blessed. Yes, to have a friend as she, to have a friendship as this.

E.B White says  in ‘Charlotte’s Web” –“Why did you do all this for me?’ he asked. ‘I don’t deserve it. I’ve never done anything for you.’ ‘You have been my friend,’ replied Charlotte. ‘That in itself is a tremendous thing.”

Here’s to friendship,guys.



“My place is the Placeless, my trace is the Traceless ;
‘Tis neither body nor soul, for I belong to the soul of the Beloved.
I have put duality away, I have seen that the two worlds are one;
One I seek, One I know, One I see, One I call”- Rumi

( The Ecstatic World of Rumi, Hafiz & Lalla)

Thor to my defence

I have just ordered Thor’s hammer paper weight for my office desk. I am told it works better than sarcasm & frosty glares on “men-troubled by hormones & imagination -wanting to have coffee” category of colleagues 😈

#thor #womenpower #

That’s my Pied Piper…

I am not really a hardcore Syd snob.But if there is/was one man I can call ” Beautiful “, it’s him definitely. That’s what I am thinking as I currently watch Justin Trudeau live on Instagram —swinging it pretty deliciously in a white Fedora in Calgary 😍 Oh by the way, hands up if you listened to Piper yesterday /last night.And if you haven’t got/aren’t getting the reference ,then may you forever be subject to burgers without mayonnaise. I guess am a hardcore Syd snob.

#sydbarret #pinkfloyd