Cogito Ergo Sum

Wednesday, May 24, 2006

my work has brought me to the city of opportunities...mumbai...


i've been putting up at the guest house of the iit powai hostel. from my room i get a blocked view of the powai lake... a small sea whose waters i watch as they change colors from a lustrous gold to a grey silver...surrounded by the sillouhete of palm trees...

its a small walk upto the lake and from far i can see birds flying around chaotically over the pond...its strange...i wonder why i don't get to see some sort of formation which is typical of birds during the evening..."bats"...uday informs me.

we sit close to the lake and watch the water birds on the glass of the lake and the bats flying above them. the silence is sacred. a light breeze whispers constantly in my ears and runs lightly through my hair. as it grows darker the citylights gain prominence, but nothing can distract my attention from the surface of the lake.

uday hums what sounds like a carnatic tune ( which was nothing but a bollywood number i was later told, much to my disappointment). the moment is just so perfect. there is a quiet charm in this feeling of stillness, almost stagnation. i can sit here for hours. the powai lake and the forest-like appearance of the campus provide me with the perfect getaway....

Saturday, May 20, 2006

i once read a poem about how to deal with things that get under your skin...inspired by an oyster that turns a grain of sand into a glittering pearl...

perhaps that should be the appraoch to the everyday ugliness we come face to face with...deal with it, bear it, allow it to sink into your peaceful sleep and make u turn around each night...and churn it and boil it in the cauldron of restlessness until a solution finally emerges...

it just might be the beginning of days that smell like they've arrived straight from the laundry...washed, crisp, almost... brand new...

Thursday, May 11, 2006

after days of hard strenuous work...a day of rest...

my brain is numb and i'm convinced my rides in an autorickshaw to my place of work have caused a lot of cracks in my bones...its a broken skeleton now which somehow holds itself together...

a constant pain runs through the middle of my skull, my love for reading philosophy is drying up as it seems rather heay a hard day of toil... and any crap the idiot box shows provides a pleasant respite...

i so don't look foward to working...

Monday, May 01, 2006

such a cry baby...

how much solace will you find in self pity?

its a bottomless pit....