that which you have observed religiously has begun to ponder you in turn 1. A multi-colured lamp with hand drawn flowers. 2. A chaotic half filled calendar. The design is very clean. 3. A Scottish checkered mattress. Blue-green. 4. A very small red coloured heart shaped purse that would offend jerry the mouse. 5. A thrifted raja ravi verma (fake) painting. 6. A mountain of clothes representing my state of affairs with self. Mysterious and piling. 7. 2 grown men wearing the sa

Edit: I realised while speaking to my 21 year old cousin that Oswald might not be as popular amongst the Gen-Z as it is for us millennials in our 30s/40s. The titular character is an anthropomorphic blue octopus named Oswald who lives in an apartment complex in Big Town. He loves his friends and he loves playing the piano. That much information should suffice. This was the episode where Oswald looks for a hobby. I remember enjoying it as an eight-year-old. The visuals are viv

The world I see is contradictory, complex, childlike. We are technologically sophisticated babies, armed with god-like tools, doing arts and crafts with reality. We fiddle with existence, living in spiritual emptiness, trying to replicate God’s work, if she happens to be real. In the Absence of God, we invented something called " Artificial General Intelligence ", making it the ultimate act of apotheosis. Is this our pathetic attempt to become the gods we no longer believe i

It’s 6.45pm. Kareena has been sitting on the bed all day, right in the centre. There is an N95 mask next to her, pants that have a coin sized turmeric stain next to the back pocket, her phone that fell an hour ago and suffered a scratch, a neon green diary gifted by a friend she doesn’t speak to anymore, and her underused polaroid camera with 2 more films remaining. She is clearly not having a good day. “Is this amusing to you?” She asks, grinding her teeth in frustration. T