My Loss
byDo cheats and frauds get away with their loot? The idols we adore, the lessons we learn – are they all a smokescreen?
Do cheats and frauds get away with their loot? The idols we adore, the lessons we learn – are they all a smokescreen?
“Dare me to fight, My inner demons now. Teach me, teach me the devotion, Of your voice, its bass.”
Understanding is the root of all communication and conflict; the sole anchor of human interaction.
When time and perception are misaligned, days become hazy and reality becomes an illusion.
This curious lamentation, questions the Almighty, seeking answers for being oblivious to suffering.
Amaruśataka, a collection of erotic poems, dated circa 8th century. is about courting, love, betrayal, and sensuality.
Kumarasambhavam, Kalidasa’s epic poem, one of his finest works, describes the metaphorical love between Shiva and Parvati
Not all shoes fit the same. A day in the ghetto will change your perspective on privilege.
As gifting seasons come and go, we find ourselves surrounded by objects we don’t use.
A boy stands at the gates of heaven, faced with a terrible dilemma.
A Hindu from a cowherd community became one of Akbar’s greatest painters. His paintings include Christian iconographies.
Dictators, kings, tyrants and empires come and go. But the common man is the one who stays.
Vicariously, courtesy the internet, we can seek out the orchestral experiences of yesteryear on our screens.
There are few places where you can find a bison in your garden, but only one where you can find George.
As long as humans have known to draw on walls, they’ve used them to express the taboo, the uncomfortable and the eternal.