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The Old Songs are Waking

Each year, I carefully craft my learning charter, then fling it to the wind and clutch at things that call to my spirit. I am coming off a mellow high from The Heroine’s Journey offered by The School of You, anchored by the wondrous duo of Aruna Gopakumar and Sam Arni. It acts as a… Continue reading The Old Songs are Waking

Groovy in a Sixties Movie

I was in 11th standard when we got the first FM channel (Times FM, used to broadcast from Bombay, if memory serves). I would record the songs onto cassettes and make myself what in today’s language is a mixtape. One such tape had Mr. Big’s “Wild World”. To the tune of “Just remember there’s a… Continue reading Groovy in a Sixties Movie

Know the place for the first time

This last year, I’ve changed so much that I hardly recognise myself from twelve short months ago. Outwardly, perhaps not very much, but the operational system has had an overhaul. I am writing this hoping it helps me see the enormity of it all. I am filled with breath-clogging gratitude for the one thing I… Continue reading Know the place for the first time

The Trumpet of a Prophecy. O Wind!

That feeling when there’s a nip in the air, the year is headed for a close. Laden with gingerbread and plum cakes, one begins to count the ways in which they are grateful and send thanks into the world for all the “normal” Stop press. Hold the plum cake. Sitch incoming. I am primary caregiver… Continue reading The Trumpet of a Prophecy. O Wind!

Hazy cosmic jive

Seasons. The inescapability, the surprises, the soothing regularity. Seasons of my life have much the same features. Each year, I spend roughly the first half springing about, picking up new ideas & shoots and generating spaces of learning. In the second half, I find myself shedding the old, hunkering down and try out the new… Continue reading Hazy cosmic jive