Life In Colors

By Anuja Sachdeva The play of shadows and lights is intensive and it reaches the psyche in its purest form. Shadows contain embryonic and enclosed potential of all kinds. Darkness and light co-create and co-exist. Every color has an emotional belongingness. Delayering the folds of this enclosed space exposes us to the immense scope of [...]

Love and ‘Other Factor’

Many have died and went insane, many have lost their hearts in vain, and many have scribbled on walls, or have cut their wrists. The lower class hard working love, the middle class struggling love and the elite elegant love; they all have to go through the same bridge of ego, narcissism, adjustments and criticism. [...]

Books, Movies and Some Random Philosophy

What is the most basic difference between books and movies? To me, movies have always been about watching someone’s life and books are about living that life. The essence of any book lies in the fact that I get an opportunity to imagine myself as a different person in a different set up, and analyze [...]

Through the Eyes of Patriarchy

  ‘Patriarchy’ is such a miraculously dominant word, even pronouncing it makes your heart pound and gives you goose bumps. The frown on your face becomes more prominent and the eyes dilate and stretch. Its existence has infected society with ego, vanity and pride, as a result, the war of egos has created children of [...]

You often penetrate my Mind

  The flinging words, the screeching words, the artistically inflated words or simply words in their birthday suits are impeccably capable of penetrating your mind. And even if I change the word – ‘Word’ from the preceding sentence with terms like ‘Gesture, Expression or Emotion’, I won’t be wrong in concluding that any unquantifiable attraction [...]

If you can’t fix it, you gotta stand it!

  Review of Close Range: Wyoming Stories by Annie Proulx Set in a landscape where rambling about emotions and feelings comes secondary to barely surviving, these stories are oblivious to philosophical angst, emotional wreckage and what not. The main purpose of life here is to go on, from one day to another. The writing language is [...]