Category Thoughts

My heart beats…

My heart beats… His stopped. Suddenly and without warning. A sudden and catastrophic cardiac arrest, they said. All efforts to resuscitate failed. And yet mine beats. He lives through me. I know that, I feel that, I believe that. I…

Another day. A new day…?

Every day is a new day. I know that. Yet I feel like I am repeating the same day over and over again. Papa passed away – something should have shifted. And it did. Monumentally. Made me feel the urgency…

A kind of disquiet

Lately, I have been going through a period of being kinda lost. Like, what is the point of it all – not in a nihilistic way, not even in a depressed kinda way, but in a somewhat enquiring way. Before…

Rewind to Pen & Ink

I started some twenty years ago by doing sketches of Rajasthani men and women in Pen & Ink. I loved their immediacy and that little element of surprise. I never knew what I would end up with no matter how…