Following are some loosely threaded insights from the conversation: Failure and success are relativistic terms. Social terms. Task and Goal oriented. You set a goal, and requirements on how you want the goal to be achieved. If you achieve the goal the way you required or desired it to be…

If you scoured the internet today, stockpiling writing pieces from all the websites in the world, I wonder, what genre or type or nature of writing would constitute most percentage. And if we were to filter this content, by year, let’s say, 2022, what would we find? …

Where did I leave off? Oh yes, I was narrating the tale of how I died AGAIN, wasn’t I? I should have known. I try to keep it a secret, but stories tend to flow out of my mouth these days like honey bees out of their combs, just a…

Imagine this. An artist sets foot in a vintage study. He just woke up from a weird dream about goats gliding on a roller coaster. No, wait, it wasn’t a roller-coaster. It was just a few wavy tracks, like train tracks in the air, and the goats hung about them…

“On the other hand, it is clear that a poem may be improperly brief. Undue brevity degenerates into mere epigrammatism. A very short poem, while now and then producing a brilliant or vivid, never produces a profound or enduring effect. …

The Picture of Dorian Gray, a masterpiece, originally published in the year 1890, is a mind-rattling work of artistic inquiry about life, death, hedonism, and art, that leaves you wondering for hours in your chair after you bear through the discomfort and marvel of its every chapter. …

NO SPOILERS AHEAD :) A cumulus of suggestions about which book should you be reading next must follow you everywhere today. Not just through friends and colleagues, but through YouTube motivational videos, Banners, articles streaming through your feeds, and all other forms of media that have been exploited to offer…

Disclaimer: This is not a blog or a properly put together article. It’s a confession trial, a therapy, what they call ‘letting your heart’ out these days. I am at the verge of finishing the last chapter of my first book, and as most of us don’t want to say…

While he was alive, we never gave him the respect we do now. That’s what life is I guess, we leave our footprints for decades, sometimes centuries. Our art lives on even when we don’t, even when we never did…. Here is something I want to say to the artist…