End of Pandemic

I have big hopes from 2022. Can we get a respite from all restrictions. Can we bid adieu to this toxic virus that has claimed many victims worldwide? Can we move to a safe space? Have we really learnt our lessons? In my humble opinion, I believe we as a civilization have learnt our lesson.Continue reading “End of Pandemic”

Different dimensions at the dead of night

There are plus sides to being an insomniac. On dark nights, filled with clouds, after a thunder struck evening you can slowly watch the mist engulfing your tiny home. Odd memories and odd dreams mix together to form a strange connotation. You can hear the crickets and other insects slowly singing into the night. YouContinue reading “Different dimensions at the dead of night”

Frustrations…

Losing shit when some one fails to commit to their word or actions is my biggest frustration. I still have not mastered the yogic art of forgiveness, ahimsa and tolerance for this punitive crime. I have little problems with people denying upfront but dilly dallying as a way of work or life is totally unacceptable.Continue reading “Frustrations…”

Insomnia is real.

It is 1o’clock at night. And Piyali is tired of turning and tossing around in bed. She has read the newspapers in the adjoining room as well. She is trying to maintain a proper sleep hygiene. And one of the most important things in that is to get away from the sleeping den when wideContinue reading “Insomnia is real.”