An artist and a monk

He was a complete microcosm in himself.  He was the watcher and he was also the watched. He sat in the woods where he mocked, doubted and laughed at himself. He loved himself and simultaneously hated himself (for both have similar intensity). In short he was both: an artist and a monk. Artist:...

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Circle

“Three non-collinear points are enough to draw/define one and only one circle” Point One Let me introduce myself, I am a fool. I really really like this girl. We study in the same class and she asks lots and lots of questions, but only to this one professor. Anyways, after much deliberation...

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Confusions

I really liked her paintings and she my photographs. Her paintings were unlike my photos, for they were deep, complex, unresolved and poignant while mine was simple, light and enlivening. We both were deeply confused souls, my confusion was simple while hers were complex. She used to say that art...

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Open you heart..

Part 1: Potpourri Every time she visited him, he plucked a flower from his garden and offered her one. She would rejoice like a butterfly at the sight of the blossoming flower. She would keep the flower with her for all the moments she stayed at his place. And before leaving, before that final...

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Bon Voyage

Part 1 This was our third meeting and she told me that I was the most confused person she had ever met. I checked 'confused' or 'confusing'?. She insisted that I was confused. She told me 'No, actually you don't confuse me, its your own internal confusion I am talking about. I love it as your confusion is very entertaining. I enjoy being with you. Your company is like reading a captivating dialogue...

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Three types of love

Dear Students, Congratulation to all those who have passed the last exam and made it to this senior class. But all this congratulation drama comes with a big caution that this class is far more difficult and rigorous than your previous classes. So I would need you to concentrate more and be more curiouser. Today we talk about various categories of love. You can see the slide that all love can...

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The place and the teacher

The place And that the beauty of life lies in its symmetry. That everyday grind, the day and the night, the seasons, the low tide and the high tide, the beating of heart.... The beauty of this place was that of a rare kind. The beauty was derived out of symmetry: symmetry of night rain and the day...

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Brain vs Heart

Dear students, Welcome to the new class. I have checked your answer sheets on the previous two lessons of 'World of unrequited loves' and 'Prepossessing beauty of ordinariness". I personally don't like this process of examination and rating you students but somehow we have to follow these mundane university regulations. Now, without wasting much time lets start this lecture on one of the most...

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An ode to Bombay

**This letter below was sent to a friend and is being published with his/her permission. His/her name means happiness in Persian, hence the salutation of the letter is that way. ____________________________________________________________________________________________ Dear Happiness, Aadaab!I...

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Random Quests

1. Aren't we all traveling? Aren't we all traveling even when we are sitting in this boring, mundane office with literally and metaphorically no view? Traveling: traveling not in the dimensions of 'space' but traveling in the dimensions of 'time'. That travel whose ultimate 'space' coordinates is...

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A page from her diary

I met him for the first time when we were being inducted for the school we had both volunteered to teach. The principal was very vocal about the rules and regulations. In no way, were we allowed to hurt the local sentiments of this small town of Kashmir and hence we were not allowed to drink alcohol. Being a Delhi girl, I was a bit disappointed about this rule. Initially, I did not notice him much...

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Recruitments

Recruitment 1. My friend was called for this interview and later he realised that the person taking the interview was fond of palmistry. To all the candidates, the interviewer would ask some random questions but select only after reading the fittest palm. For the first time, my friend said, that he appeared in an interview where the interviewer was dead sure of what he sought in a subordinate:...

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Republic Day

During his mad school days, Republic Day was one of the rare festivals that he celebrated at his hometown; as during rest of the festivals he was in his boarding school. To describe that day of 26th January as a festival or even as a celebration might be an exaggeration, but yes it was definitely an event of a certain sort for him. To give you all a background, our protagonist's hometown is a small...

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Prepossessing beauty of ordinariness

Dear students, Welcome to the first lecture of 2014. Lets me start this year by introducing to you, my brilliant students, the concept of "prepossessing beauty of ordinariness". Now look outside this class into the sky and imagine there was a rainbow. Ok, wait, let us all imagine that it was...

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