My writings

It's Ganesh Festival and I went out for a little ride. I'm told that I think too much , and that's exactly what I did. The bike ride was a really good thing for that. As an atheist (नास्तिक), I don't believe in idol worship or even in the concept of a deity. But, I'm pretty surprised at how that gives people the joy and happiness that was visible today. Even the usually quiet slums were filled up with the cries of 'Ganpati Bappa Morya'. It is really inspiring how these people, who find it hard to survive the rat race, can do everything when it comes to this. Come to think of it, I've seen similar sites all over the month of Shravan (5th month in Hindu calendar), on Christmas, in the month of Ramadan and on the various occasions of Eid. People exhibit various emotions. They are overwhelmed , excited and happy. These same people, on any other day, would act like they don't care if you exist. On these special occasions, these people suddenly start behav...

To me in a dream , a man came. He asked me how I wanted to die. I told him , "See , we all live to die someday for death ain't a human choice. I , for one , don't mind death. For life is iridescent. It shines brightly and luminously over some and some fall into it's dark depths with no or very little light to be seen." He said , "I see. But I want no philosophy. For death is a fact you cannot deny nor can the truths of life you defy. I want to know how you'd want to go if death may befall you tonight. Would you want it to be a silent surprise , painless experience or panicking in fright ? I took my time , replied without a rhyme. "Now that I think about it , I've died more than once. Everytime I remember the deceased , I die within. The friend with endless stories , with whom those precious memories I share. I die every moment I know I can't have him back. The heart that remembers and will cherish him forever is what I hold." "I die...