Outside the bubble

Maybe all of go through this at some point in their life. Except that I used to pride myself in not being one of these people. I thought that if I listened and read enough, without changing my actual physical co-ordinates, it would mean I was still taking journeys. Well, maybe when I was younger, … Continue reading Outside the bubble

Dust

I have often wondered why my post titles are so monosyllabic. It reminds of those Hindi posters I saw growing up. You know? Like Deewar with the letters hewn from rock and crumbling. But in my head its more like a small word spoken into the Infinite, and I am happy in the knowledge that … Continue reading Dust