Resentment

Resentment (noun) – the feeling of displeasure or indignation at some act, remark, person,etc., regarded as causing injury or insult. The new palace of the Pandavas shined like a full moon in the dark night skies. The visiting Kaurava prince Duryodana could feel jealousy slowly spreading wings inside of him. He was going to be the…

Pandora’s Box

Pandora’s Box is a Greek legend. It starts with Prometheus. He stole fire from the Gods and gave it to humans. This made Zeus very angry. Zeus wanted to take revenge on people on Earth. So he created a beautiful woman, Pandora, whom he endowed with wisdom, beauty, prosperity, kindness and health and sent her…

Anguish

Anguish: Excruciating or Acute distress Yesterday morning Anguish knocked my door. Different people feel it at different times; for different reasons. My reason that morning was harsh words that opened some old wounds. Life reveals itself in coincidences. As I was contemplating writing about emotions, I encountered Shamatha Meditation. A simple mindfulness practice that prods…

The white line

If you have ever been to any of the grand Shiva temples of Tamilnadu you couldn’t have missed the statue of a fat bald fellow, with arms folded in reverence adorning one of the pillars. If you had been taken by curiosity and asked anyone around about the man, you might have heard that that…

S..i..n..k..i..n..g

What do you envision when you hear the word “sinking”? Do you feel the heaviness? The helpless feeling as your feet flap around to find a firm ground. A bit of struggle, may be? Or a resigned state; as the saying goes in Tamil, “When water goes above your head, how does it matter if…

Faith is intuition

“…our faith is not foolish; it is not a credulous mindlessness but a foreknowledge, something in us that knows before we do, sees before we do, and which sends its vision to the surface in the form of a need, a seeking, an inexplicable faith” – SatPrem, from the book “Aurobindo or the Adventure of…

Tumbling feet and labouring hands

Life often presents itself in contrasts. As if to highlight the point it is making. This evening on my usual run to the grocers, I watched a family – a mother, father and a toddler making their way down the stairs, opposite me. The little girl was hopping across, with her wide eyes spanning everything…

Some things are best left untitled

“What will you be when you grow up?” asked the Mom. “Hmmm…” the Little girl paused to think and replied, “I will become an artist”. Of course! The little girl loved to draw. Her most favourite thing to do was “drawling” as she called it. Mom smiled. “What are you going to do when you…

Snuggle

I grew up in a one bedroom house. Not because we were poor; but because it was the custom. It was not a small house by any means. It was two storeyed with a spacious courtyard. We had halls and rooms used for many different purposes. But for a family of four there was just…

On a seemingly regular Monday…

We talk about the mundane things. The sunset. The traffic jam. Status reports to be sent. Breakfast. Which biscuit tastes the best with tea. (Brittania Tiger wins) And then half way through the day, things start to become undone. I get off the phone with my daughter who is asking to be picked up as…

Season of Sarees, Ganesha and A case for Eggs

Today is the festival of Ganesh Chaturti. A day when many households welcome the Elephant God Ganesh into their homes with a sumptuous feast and festivity. A day that marks the starting of the list of festivals in India, the “saree season” as I call it. As  I am caught up in the whirlwind of…

Neil Gaiman on Writing

Listen. If someone tells you what a story is about, they are probably right. If they tell you that that is all the story is about, they are very definitely wrong. Any story is about a host of things. It is about the author; it is about the world the author sees and deals with…