Not afraid to be ordinary

I have to admit right at the outset that ever since I was a kid I disliked anything which was ‘normal’, ‘regular’, ‘conventional’.  I would often ask why rituals are done a certain way or why do I have to follow social rules which my brother didn’t have to follow. And you know what the… Continue reading Not afraid to be ordinary

Creative birthing..Are you in labor yet?

Exploring the 'creative' process using the lens of child birth and pregnancy.

Spiritual & Worldly..The Dichotomy.

My tryst with spiritual contemplation and exploration began with the questions: Why do I exist? Why am I here? Most of us have struggled with these existential questions at some point of time in our lives. Some of us chose to ignore it and agreed to bury it deep down inside forever.  One way or… Continue reading Spiritual & Worldly..The Dichotomy.

Stress, stress..go away.

A few weeks ago I was chatting with a close friend. She and I were first roommates and then turned into friends sharing the same wavelength on philosophy, humor etc. Life took us to different cities and we both became occupied with our lives. In the past few months her work and studies demanded a… Continue reading Stress, stress..go away.

I held back..

I held back, not wanting to feel. I held back, protecting my innocence and my purity. I held back, fearing the wrath of emotion. I held back, forging a defense. I held back when I was happy and I held back when I was sad. I held back until you touched me and scattered my… Continue reading I held back..

Dead wild goose

My typical drive to work wasn’t as typical today. I left home knowing that I was running late ( well..coz I woke up late). I was driving on my normal route which had regular traffic as you would expect in a busy Chicago suburb. While passing through one of the intersections and singing along with… Continue reading Dead wild goose

Hello again..

I know it has been a while since I last spoke to you. My last conversation with you here was about the changes I was experiencing in my life. In the midst of those changes I had to ask myself- Who I was and who I wanted to be? Whoever tells you that this process… Continue reading Hello again..