The One Who Fought Fire
My grandfather was a fireman. He fought fire. He saved lives & probably saw hundreds of deaths in his lifetime. He was also a religious man who worshipped Agni.
Navigating complex emotions of jealousy, ambition, insecurity, joy, fear, peace, anger, happiness, betrayal, contentment, disappointment, love.
My grandfather was a fireman. He fought fire. He saved lives & probably saw hundreds of deaths in his lifetime. He was also a religious man who worshipped Agni.
A lullaby is sung to us as children. But well into adulthood, sleep remains elusive. This is my loving goodbye to the cares of the day.
I’m turning 44. I survived trauma, 3 recessions, a pandemic. There are miracles, there is anarchy and amidst all that, there is sense.
How I learnt to value deaths as I learnt to value life. What lies next to the pain of loss & fear of the unknown when it comes to death?
Death is hard to think about. Gardening gave me a surprisingly comfortable context in which to explore it.
I closed a chapter I wrote a decade ago. It is a death since I once gave it life. What lies next to the pain of loss & fear of the unknown when it comes to death?
Vulnerability is a magic spell drawing us into its space, that strips illusions, entices us into dancing naked with shame-free selves.
You’re out to dinner on Friday night. It’s nothing exciting, nothing new. Till you look over to the next table.
What are the consequences of cheating? What does infidelity do to us and where do we go from there?
What you say and how you say it, affects other people. Being sensitive to this can be empowering.