Shifting Sands

Traveling through the primal lands of Western Australia where I didn’t expect to find much except desolation, I strangely came upon a site which linked directly to the title of this blog. The Shifting Sands themselves – in a pristine white, so soft to the touch. Their charm was enhanced against the backdrop of a…

Recapturing the past

I feel that there is much to be said for the Celtic belief that the souls of those whom we have lost are held captive in some inferior being, in an animal, in a plant, in some inanimate object, and so effectively lost to us until the day (which to many never comes) when we…

Captured

Last few days in Brisbane, and I am trying to tuck away everything. I really enjoyed my stay here, especially some time being alone and away from the overpowering weight of a routine. The most beautiful evenings were spent listening to Eddie Vedder, walking on a wharf behind the story bridge. And some more spent…

2046

It is almost impossible to disentangle one-self from memories. It always begins at ‘In the old times…’ and forever, one just keeps hanging around near the past. It does not matter then whether the past was beautiful or sad, or whether we even had something there. It is a mad affinity, which just keeps you…

Hunting for the books

Hunting for books, I suppose, is as involved and time-consuming an activity as reading it is. May be more. In fact, by my own experience, certainly more for some ever-hidden mysterious books, which appear on all good reading lists, except on the list of your bookstore. However, it is also true that discovering books in…

Across the other world

In general – I hate flights. The more I am dependent on them for the evil reasons of work and the affinity to travel, the more they horrify me for their crummy, crammed, loud, uncomfortable and disturbing demeanor. This weekend, hoping to cure myself of this distaste, I decided to travel aboard the much advertised…

Doordarshan

Sometime back I found the Ek-Anek video from Doordarshan onYou-tube, and realized how much of a craze it had suddenly become. Somehow it had become a catalyst for all memories surrounding Doordarshan and its programs; memories which are shared by all people who were children when Ek-anek used to be interrupting their favorite programs. May…

Another year begins…

Its impossible to not feel positive on the first day of a new year. Everything seems full of promise, the canvas looks white and bright. You can simply wipe off the mess of the last year and start anew – even if it is mostly re-patching all the resolutions you made last year and began…

Citizen Kane

In the midst of a completely technical education, there is very little ‘Humanity’ that I studied. That, only because my college made it compulsary to take 4 courses in the stream. I simply glided through those courses as a mandatory duty – like a dutiful engineer who hates everything but engineering. I even cheated a…

Memories & objective reality

There are many adjectives that can be used to describe different memories -happy, haunting, scary, embarassing, distinct, elusive, sad and sometimes even perplexing. But perhaps one adjective that can be used more universally with memories is ‘interesting’. No matter which end of what spectrum does a memory fall, it is seldom dull and uninteresting. That…