tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38005752024-03-23T23:41:39.708+05:30Digging for MeaningAjinkyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09339183221832298511noreply@blogger.comBlogger395125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800575.post-30905688511547731172023-05-19T17:45:00.002+05:302023-05-19T17:45:11.775+05:30Look at them running. Look at young teens running. The effortlessness with which the body yields to their kinetic wishes.The ground doesn't claim them yet. They spring away from it. The air around cleaved apart in nano seconds. The body, a vagabond traveler through space. Look at the old running. The wish and the body, out of sync. The ground waiting to claim them. Soon, it will have Ajinkyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09339183221832298511noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800575.post-71341806906192947202022-02-04T02:28:00.002+05:302022-02-04T02:28:45.779+05:30groundhog day lately i have watched quite a few movies where people get stuck in a time-loop. repeating the same day, every day, over and over again. palm spring. map of perfect tiny things. and ofcourse i have seen all the rest of them too. today the thought anchored itself in my psyche though. what if i end up repeating today forever.a calmness flooded me. seriously. my mind was clear for the Ajinkyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09339183221832298511noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800575.post-36131712212619970982022-01-05T01:52:00.004+05:302022-01-05T01:52:29.987+05:30Every morning, take a anti-pride pill So often, it is through TV and movies that we form our thesis of life, isn't it? Saw an episode of Masterchef Australia today where, for a challenge, there was a clear strong contender and two utter novices in creating desserts and another person with better chances than the two. guess who lost? the clear strong contender. worst part - she had something called 'immunity pin' that she could Ajinkyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09339183221832298511noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800575.post-1166526595647631722021-12-24T16:10:00.001+05:302021-12-24T16:10:14.506+05:30Shedding bias
“Reflect on what you see. Remember, though, that to reflect is not to rush to determine the rights and wrongs or merits and demerits of what and whom you are observing. Try to consciously refrain from value judgments—don’t rush to conclusions. What’s important is not arriving at clear conclusions but retaining the specifics of a certain situation."Haruki Murakami
Covid gifted us a time and Ajinkyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09339183221832298511noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800575.post-87203079756414017242021-11-10T09:49:00.002+05:302021-11-10T09:49:52.408+05:30Two kinds of awarenesses 1. The worried squirrelThe attention to threats. worried of being persecuted. worried of being blamed. Shifty eyes, danger may come from anywhere. Back bent, ready to apologize, back out.One foot on the back-foot. Ready to run away. Nervous energy. choppy noisy mind. unfocused. mind grabbing at potentialities. reality is out of focus. Attentive, not to present moment, but to future Ajinkyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09339183221832298511noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800575.post-8484864352125122352021-10-19T14:41:00.007+05:302021-10-19T14:41:46.257+05:30Signal and noiseWe live in a fog. The daily Sisyphean chore is to try and clear that fog. If you can watch your breath, that is enough. Ajinkyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09339183221832298511noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800575.post-82770231968014819352020-11-24T20:03:00.001+05:302020-11-24T20:03:14.377+05:30Existential ship of theseus <!--[if gte mso 9]>
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Ajinkyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09339183221832298511noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800575.post-280391378681501522020-08-16T14:08:00.001+05:302020-08-16T14:09:10.709+05:30Cleaving the selfThere's a me from past. There's a me that exists now. There's a me in the future (hopefully). Does it do any good to consider these three me's as one? I make excuses for the past me. I push my responsibility on the future me. I never really am conscious of the actual 'me' of now. To live responsibly, to live at my maximum capability, I need to live in now. to be here. to own up the Ajinkyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09339183221832298511noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800575.post-8769137039446079752020-06-16T16:52:00.008+05:302020-06-16T17:05:51.825+05:30Fragile 2020Its june 2020 now. its been five and half months since the start of the year. But it feels like decades now. Three months of being anxious and home-bound. Rising covid cases. Migrants dying of govt apathy. Cyclone ravaging parts of country. Police brutality everywhere. The inspirational Black Lives Matter struggles in US. Libya, Lebanon, Iran, Yemen in crisis. Mass unemployment across the world. Ajinkyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09339183221832298511noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800575.post-67344501284543507872020-05-07T14:55:00.000+05:302020-05-07T14:55:46.112+05:30Jagged line of timeOn our birthdays, do we really 'turn' a year older?or to put it another waywhat changes when we grow older? what does it mean to be 35, 59 or 87? there's the reality of degradation of body, accumulation of experiences, calcifying of certain biases and prejudices, getting used to certain rituals and practices and so on.but none of these things are linear. so why should age be? I wonder about Ajinkyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09339183221832298511noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800575.post-44910660272916465182020-05-03T01:38:00.001+05:302020-05-03T01:38:13.965+05:30Why are you laughing?
"why are you laughing?"
Laughter can be the pin that deflates egos. Whether it was intended or not.
The laughter is merely the trigger. It can only deflate egos that are outsized, stretching beyond the reality of self. the one sticking to the skin of self-awareness, doesn't get punctured by anything.
At moments like these, laughter is the sound of punctured egos.
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"Why are you laughing?"
Ajinkyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09339183221832298511noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800575.post-70297382339359429062019-07-28T00:32:00.000+05:302019-07-28T00:32:03.599+05:30Whiplash
I am reading 'Whiplash' by Joi Ito. Its a book attempting to make sense of complexity of the new rapidly changing world. Surprisingly, it counters the complexity of the world with simplistic perspectives that are relevant only in certain situations.
I have read the first two chapters so far. The first was about 'emergence' over 'authority', second about 'pull' over 'push'. These are essentially Ajinkyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09339183221832298511noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800575.post-32170801283322298652019-05-26T02:24:00.000+05:302019-05-26T02:26:14.821+05:30The king is pregnant
I intend to write science fiction. Hence I am reading it.
Ursula K Le Guin's 'The Left hand of darkness'.
She wrote this in 1969.
If she were to write it now, I would think it would be a completely different novel.
It is a story set on a cold planet where people do not have one gender. For the most of the time, they are neither male nor female. Once a month, they go in kemmer, a Ajinkyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09339183221832298511noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800575.post-14893842797804405432018-11-27T23:00:00.000+05:302018-11-27T23:00:10.256+05:30Fences around our minds
I have made up my mind,About your unsound mind.
I have made up my mind,About your unsound mind.
aha.. and so have you, is it?And yet, here we arecackling at each other.
aha.. and so have you, is it?And yet, here we arecackling at each other.
I can shout louderand I have stapled shut my ears.
and how dare you look away?
look at me! hear me!
I can shout louderand I have stapled shutAjinkyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09339183221832298511noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800575.post-19471797108881722202018-11-24T19:56:00.001+05:302018-11-24T20:26:35.639+05:30Life of an idea/ Stay still
Read this while listening to this.
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Stay still,
Stay still world.
You are moving too much
Too fast
To everywhere and staying nowhere
waiting for no one
thinking of no one
bumping into things
breaking things
blowing up things
can you please take a break?
where are you taking us?
where are we taking you, you ask?
who's driving this thing? who's in charge?Ajinkyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09339183221832298511noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800575.post-35850698682624177072018-09-24T16:29:00.000+05:302018-09-24T16:29:10.763+05:30The rich will always have heavier hammers
Just read this - ‘I want to help humans genetically modify themselves’
So a guy is obsessed with a certain technology, feels he can be a pioneer to a brave new world and justifies it to himself in bad faith by thinking - "This technology that I’m trying to do is for all of us. Whether you’re a
big corporation or somebody in their basement, you have access to this
stuff – everybody does. PeopleAjinkyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09339183221832298511noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800575.post-8611607606026331622018-08-25T23:44:00.000+05:302018-08-25T23:44:02.395+05:30Value
Things turn into cash
once they are stripped of their lives -
their breath,
their freedom,
their dignity
or their joy.
A fish on the table
and
a cubicle dweller..
both are united in their solvency,
their ability to be stripped of their lives and turned into money.
This solvency is our own making
Hold up your hands against the sun and your favourite gods
Do they dissolve?
Hold up your Ajinkyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09339183221832298511noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800575.post-1108714563978407842018-08-25T23:31:00.001+05:302018-08-25T23:35:28.546+05:30Above us
If I were a king,
I would declare it
a birth right & a duty
to look up
and feed one's soul with
the beauty of sky.
Every soul deserves
to feel the majesty of the great above -
The ominous greys
rolling whites
serene blues
or the orange blue kisses of the setting sun...
There is beauty in every sky.
Every sky is free of our smallness, our worries, our angst.
All hopes, dreams and Ajinkyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09339183221832298511noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800575.post-89285340482573741242018-05-17T12:52:00.004+05:302018-05-17T16:29:57.182+05:30China builds OBOR, while India is busy 'mandir wahi banaenge'
China's vision is to dominate the world's economy with its strategic investments and past currency manipulations:
It is foxily forcing indebtedness on smaller countries like Pakistan & Sri Lanka;
It is retaining and leveraging technology that it gets exposed to in trade (even as India spends billions in technological purchase but doesn't insist on comparable transfer of technology. IdiotsAjinkyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09339183221832298511noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800575.post-58122923612434360112017-12-05T12:10:00.002+05:302017-12-05T12:10:25.911+05:30Withdrawal symptoms
Ctrl-tab
Ctrl-tab...
Scroll Scroll Scoll..
Alt-tab
Alt-tab...
Catch yourself slipping away.
Deep breath.
Close the browser. silence the mobile and turn it away.
Open an offline-real-paper diary. Stop your thighs from lolling impatiently. Stay still.
Pick up a pen awkwardly. ahh, the fingers are stiff. It will take a while for them to get used to holding a pen. QuickAjinkyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09339183221832298511noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800575.post-1939757618838878632017-11-30T01:02:00.002+05:302017-11-30T01:08:05.993+05:30Exercises for a smarter nation
We, the people, are gullible idiots. C'mon, admit it. We have all been bullied into bad deals by powerful charlatans at some point or another. Governments are no different. The current one is getting away with our personal data and going about distributing our public resources and monies to its favourite cronies.This is no exceptional government. This happens all the time, in all the countries -Ajinkyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09339183221832298511noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800575.post-67509615140143036272017-09-29T12:23:00.002+05:302017-09-29T12:23:41.588+05:30Being reasonable
Reasonable people are a rare species.
very rare.
The world overwhelmingly is unreasonable, always has been. 20th century was a great experiment in trying to institutionalise reasonableness. But alas, we failed in that experiment.
and what that messy utopia of rationality has spewed out is a 21st century that is dangerously globalised, unipolar and susceptible to selfishness of a few.
If by Ajinkyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09339183221832298511noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800575.post-6216636525490105902017-09-29T12:21:00.002+05:302017-09-29T12:21:38.215+05:30Impose a worldview and see the world implode
When you look at the history of middle east, you realise one thing - The mess we are in today, is in REACTION to impositions of ideas alien to the natives.
For example -
1. King Shah of Iran forced secularism on a people for whom their religiosity was important. The reaction was the cultural revolution that overthrew the monarch and installed in its stead a religious leader at the helm of a Ajinkyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09339183221832298511noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800575.post-2013301633800028662017-09-29T12:16:00.002+05:302017-09-29T12:16:49.434+05:30Aadhaar and the dictatorship
I strongly urge you to read 'The Dictator's handbook'. It is an excellent book to understand how the world works. A lot of things India's PM is doing is textbook strategy to consolidate and maintain power. The book helps us understand him not as a despot (as understood by the left) and messiah (for right), but a power hungry leader who will stop at nothing to consolidate his fiefdom.
The beautyAjinkyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09339183221832298511noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800575.post-78448306765273018412017-09-25T10:53:00.000+05:302017-09-25T11:33:24.720+05:30I am a salmon
I am a salmon. It's been a decade away from my hometown, and yet my dreams refuse to relocate along with me. When sleep hasn't claimed me yet, but neither am I awake, you may find me in Nasik.
My senses fall back into their default states of Nasik when in-between. The space is of my home in Nasik, the sight is of the things around it. I might be hungry and thinking of eating a laddoo and my Ajinkyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09339183221832298511noreply@blogger.com3