Fluttering by. A seemingly chaotic dance of dips and dives, of colours and their shades, without a beginning and an end, without a known purpose, to the endless song of silence. Not questioning the butterfly, not asking why or when or how or what; being with the butterfly we can lose ourselves in that silent […]
Eating a dragon fruit,
with its pink scaly skin and its deep purple flesh,
not checking my phone, nor reading an article,
nor talking to another soul about this and that,
I saw last night that my free book The Girl with the Green-Tinted Hair has nearly 2000 ratings on Goodreads. If you haven’t grabbed yourself a copy, please do.
After several months of wallowing in a dry well of creativity, on the 23rd May I started a draft of my story (the one I’m commissioned to write for the Taiwanese movie director), which I would go on to finish on the 25th June (my birthday).
“We are human beings, first and last. Our religion is our faith in humanity—and there can be no religion greater than that. If we come as Indians, we will meet Pakistanis. If we come as…
My wife had been up, potting her plants, for a good 30 minutes, when she barged into the bedroom.
“We’ve caught one!” she yelled, and then vanished from the room.
She meant a rat.
I have an annoying tendency to edit and reedit as I’m writing my story. I say it’s annoying, but in actual fact I love doing and can’t imagine not doing it.
As is my wont, I stuck in my earphones, and scrolled down my Watch Later list on YouTube, to see if anything tickled my fancy. Something did tickle my fancy…
A friend sent me a nice article about how we can benefit the earth, on earth day, by doing nothing, inspired by Lao Tzu, but I’m not sure if he meant that..
I store my laptop in a small wooden box, that was a prop in the Taiwanese movie Seediq Bale Warriors of the Rainbow….