Wanderlust : The first time in Arizona

I’ve visited a few places in my lifetime, seen some splendid architectural beauties (alas, not the Taj Mahal, not yet, at least) and some of those places teeming with stories of geographical history and Nature’s play with paints.   But there is something to be said of places that you see for the first time, […]


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Where has the laughter gone?

I have a quote posted up on my wall –   “At the height of laughter, the universe is flung into a kaleidoscope of new possibilities.”   ― Jean Houston   It is fitting that this quote is set against a background image of my hand, along with my friends, hands, foot and teeth. Everytime […]

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The unwritten letter

Thatha, I never got to to tell you thanks. Tell you just how much you have helped me understand that there is innate good in everything; and set me on a path to find it. You were there for my first cry, you were there for my  you held my hands to spell out லாவண்யா […]

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Collecting Moments.

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Collecting moments.


And in this moment pictured here, the tree is playing into the needs for survival, arching over as it grows. As the sun sets upon the woods, it’s time for the nighttime creatures to step out. The path is but a story-teller, of children scrambling about the bushes, of people holding hands and tracing a path traced by others over the years and of the forces of the river lazily curving about on the side.


In response to WP prompt

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Autumnal Adventures

Autumn. It’s a fascinating time of the year, now that I’m better with slightly colder temperatures. It’s a strange season referred to as both autumn and fall. I mean, which other season gets this distinction? Well I guess you could say winter could be renamed as [insert-swearword-of-choice]COLD. But, I digress. There’s the unmistakable (and disgusting) […]

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“Time weighs down on you like an old, ambiguous dream. You keep on moving, trying to sleep through it. But even if you go to the ends of the earth, you won’t be able to escape it. Still, you have to go there- to the edge of the world. There’s something you can’t do unless you get there.”
— Haruki Murakami, Kafka on The Shore
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Maa Tujhe Salaam | What does it mean to be Indian?

Yesterday was India’s 69th Independence Day. There were speeches, parades, stories shared and twitter exploding. And then, Wordpress asks me if I am patriotic.

This is probably the first Daily Post Prompt that left me confused. I stared at the page wondering what I am supposed to answer to such a question. I started with:

What was the “expected” answer?
Am I patriotic?
What is patriotism?
Where does pride associated to a country stem from?
What do I feel about living in USA right now?

So, what does it mean to be an Indian?

Is it a place of stay or birth, or the odd arrangement of letters on your passport, spelled out beneath a seemingly three-headed lion emblem?

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