In 1949, in the book 1984, author George Orwell warned us of this guy called Big Brother. Big brother, like most elder brothers, is this irritating brother that watches over you and everything you do. Only this brother can also get super creepy and try to learn all your deepest secrets. Orwell believed this would … Continue reading Love me. Love me. Love me.
The beaver is one of the busiest animals in the world. A true 'hustler'. A regular beaver day begins in the evening. After a quick swim, the beaver sets off on the first task of the day: cutting down a tree with its shiny orange buck teeth. Depending on the size of the tree, the … Continue reading Where’s all the time going?
"Find your passion and let it kill you." "What doesn't kill you makes you stronger."
The notion of a single passion or purpose can be unnerving. The two concepts have grown into something unpleasantly large and abstract. Passion and purpose, as you will see throughout this essay, are often used interchangeably. Their meanings are hazy. They involve much effort for little certainty. And the debate over their usefulness is unsettled. Yet … Continue reading How to Find Your Passion
We are all a gooey sack of emotions. Apparently, people that don't express their emotions tend to be very emotional on the inside. And we can all agree those that are emo all the time tend to be very annoying, on the outside. This makes understanding emotions and people that display them insanely complex. Over … Continue reading When things fall apart: Tauba tera jalwa, Tauba tera pyar, Tera emosanal attyachaar
In 1961, inside one of the basements of an Ivy League University, something horrific was taking place. Innocent people were being electrocuted to death. There was no discernible motivation behind the crime. Not vendetta. Not capital punishment. Not even the general psychopathic rage that comes with academic rigor. Fully functional and sensitive human beings were … Continue reading How to Save The World
It has no purpose. It helps let go of the need to find a purpose. It's a free-fall into purposelessness. It is art. Art is masochistic. Art is selfish. Art is an escape. Art's inspiration is called the Muse. The Muse looks a lot like suffering. Art divides people. If it doesn't, it has failed in its … Continue reading Art is useless
Every generation loses its beans over the state of the next generation. I thought I was one to never indulge in such inane concerns until last week, I heard a five-year-old kid bleat on about the speed of the internet. Although her generation has some time to go before they turn into world disappointments, I am proud … Continue reading Beyond Millennials: One generation’s awkward rise to tech dominance
The school I went to was a four-storey concentration camp inside which teachers were free to slap you, cane you on the knuckles, and make you kneel down on the cold floor with your hands up, with someone spotting you to ensure your hands went up perfectly straight failing which you could expect objects such … Continue reading Art, Food, Love, & Friendship: Hacking the Education system
The reason we are falling down so much.
