Category Archives: Musings without a muse

The baggage you carry

Watched the movie ‘Pink’. Risking the wrath of armchair activists at home, I dare say that the movie was below average, but it did make me think. The social norms, prejudices, perceptions and character judgments shaped by media and society, influence each of us on a daily basis. It is said that a lie repeated… Read More »

What is; will continue to be?

It’s only when there’s some disruption to one’s life that it hits you how much we live in presumption of continuity.  Be it loss of job, a loved one, a friend, relationship or even something very small that you held dear, like an emotional anchor, that you are confronted with reality of change and discontinuity.… Read More »

Words — do they touch you back?

Words – they tear you apart, cajole you, excite you, motivate you, make you cry or make you laugh laugh and experience a range of emotions.  Sometimes… just sometimes, you hear or read something and then those words clamp up your heart, nibble at your soul and drop themselves in your psyche like a boat… Read More »

…and you may contribute a verse!

RIP Robin Williams.  For me, one of his most memorable performances was in Dead Poets Society.  I still remember his recital of Walt Whitman’s poem – O Me! O Life!  Having heard and read the news of his tragic suicide the thought that came to my mind – is this how it ends?  Many more… Read More »