Write-Ups

I have grown up in Bhilwara and lived there for the first 18 years and intermittently after that. The ways in which the state functions at the district and local levels has always intrigued me. Sitting here in Delhi, I have been sifting through newspapers based out of the city. It has been interesting to observe how the corona virus pandemic is being viewed and how the developments around it are taking shape.

“Your absence has gone through me
Like thread through a needle.
Everything I do is stitched with its color.”
– W.S. Merwin

One of the most cliched phrases is that failure teaches you a lot. One characteristic quality of cliches, apart from their obviousness (not to be misinterpreted with truism) is that though they are somewhat universal (both temporally and spatially), at an experiential level they are not universal and mold into the distinctness each person carries. Most of the stories which carry a lesson have very cliched endings – good beats evil, the sweetened fruit of patience etc. However, a similar ending/message does not make the story less ingenious.

“Another world is not only possible,
she is on her way. On a quiet day,
I can hear her breathing.”
– Arundhati Roy