It took me four years, one death and a cliched question to confront and yet, strangely at the same time, go easy on myself.
"If you had a year to live and no onligations, no duties whatsoever; what would you do?"
First instinct: "Blahh! I hate these soul-searching Cosmo questions."
"No, I am serious. What would you do?"
Pat came the reply.
"Nrityagram. Living in a Gurukul atmosphere and Odissi."

I could have that, you know. It only scares me when I think what I would do if I did have it. Maybe, I would not want it anymore. So, for now I am happy with this super-amalgamation of my life and its wants in one single unbroken fabric.

What Started in 2005 OR Staying at home away from work can be debilitating to an otherwise stable mind

There is a thing or two to be said about losers.
it is not that they are weak or less enabled but that losing once too often breaks the spirit.
and so, then you give up trying at all.
u unlock your shieldand lay down ur swordeven as you do so,
the naked wounds exposed to salt and airhurt one last time.
dead eyes, scabs and drooping shouldershead down the cobbled streets
away from the celebrations
where the townpeople lift the winner
on their shoulders
and the roads run amuck with ale.

There is a thing or two to be said about winners.
it is not that they are superior but thatbelief bolsters the human spirit.
and you know that this fightjust like all the rest,will go your way.
you don your garb
polish the scimitar
and you wince just oncewhen the rusty sword pierces the lapels.
you worry that your image might be tarnished.
you are up on the shouldersof the roaring crowdwho revel,
for you are the hero of the peoplewho cannot fight for themselves
and so for you,
the roads, that could have been soiled by blood,
now run amuck with ale.

Being Honest

Should I love you?

On second thoughts,

Fuck love.