Posts from the philosophy category.
Long before AI promised to produce any image that a human desired, images like this could be taken with a combination of hardware and “dumb” software. And while AI may as well draw the existential question mark on taking pictures like this, it will never have an answer for why it brings a sense of peace and satisfaction to the picture takers mien.
Freedom to shatter silence, to challenge the wrong,Freedom to join the chorus, where voices belong.Freedom to carve a path, through unyielding odds,Freedom to rise like the sun, breaking the fog.Freedom to judge with courage, to stand and fight,Freedom to lift others, to champion the right.Freedom to dismiss what dims my light,Freedom to soar and embrace my own light.Freedom to treasure the memori...
Sunsets are just pure magic, right? When the sun dips down and kisses the sea, it’s like the sky throws on this amazing pink and orange outfit. It’s like the universe saying, “Hey, you’re not alone,” because the moon’s about to show up and sprinkle everything with silver light. It’s like a little reminder that endings aren’t really the end—they’re just the start of something new and awesome. Just ...
क्यूँ छुपाऊँ वो सच जो बयाँ करे मेरी फ़ितरत को, क्यूँ छुपाऊँ वो सच जो जगाए इंसानियत की रूह को। क्यूँ छुपाऊँ वो सच जो कहता है मैं तन्हा हूँ, क्यूँ छुपाऊँ वो सच जो समझाए वक़्त की अहमियत को। क्यूँ छुपाऊँ वो सच जो उलझन को ज्ञान बनाए, क्यूँ छुपाऊँ वो सच जो मन का मैल बहाए।क्यूँ छुपाऊँ वो सच जो अपनों और ग़ैरों का पर्दा उठाए, क्यूँ छुपाऊँ वो सच जो रिश्तों की गहराई बताए। क्यूँ छुपाऊँ वो सच जो नेकी और बदी ...
These days I think a lot about my evolution as a person.And looking at popular figures that have evolved as people. Two people that I find myself constantly thinking about - Mahatma Gandhi and Mike Tyson. They are drastically different as people - public figures, with very different personas.Both had violence touch their lives in some way. One responded by understanding, internalizing and evangel...
The synthesis of an investigative journalists forays into the depths of corruption in India. In a sense the book lays bare what we already, inherently know. The paradox for me is - how do I square this view of Indian democracy with what exists on the ground? As someone who doesn’t live in India, and is not connected to the rhythms of the society - does it favorably juxtapose against the backdrop o...
The moon shines high,Shimmering light takes away the darkness;Clouds of uncertainty have parted,For a while.A momentary relief of short term clarity,Tempts to move forward;With whatever visible ahead,For a brief time.Thin fog surrounding endlessly,A personal cloud of self doubt ever existent:Spans along the path taken,Never away.But another step forward-possible,The solid cobbled path of experienc...
Was I destined for greatness?Maybe I'll never truly know.I looked up to the world and said,\I have time—just need to keep up.\I was good at a few things,And I believed I had a chance.But the days passed, one by one,Until my dreams were just a handful.I was captivated by the aura—The riches, the prima donnas.I mimicked their ways,What was there to be seenBy the time my youth knocked,I knew I had mi...
Greatness Was I destined for greatness?Maybe I'll never truly know.I looked up to the world and said,\I have time—just need to keep up.\I was good at a few things,And I believed I had a chance.But the days passed, one by one,Until my dreams were just a handful.I was captivated by the aura—The riches, the prima donnas.I mimicked their ways,What was there to be seenBy the time my youth knocked,I kne...
Reading “In Xanadu” felt like revisiting an emotion that felt familiar. I certainly don't know the locations and characters that are mentioned in the book.But when their quest ends, the author mentions feeling a void within. That a quest which requires so much sacrifice and time and effort was over in one fell swoop. A dream that someone might have held long enough to light, and keep lit, this rag...
