The Kush Hi! Welcome to the 24th edition of The Kush. If you’re reading this for the first time, then welcome. Time and tide wait for none, in the sense because time and tide are independent of human interference. And interference and distractions are all the rage today. From time to time we’ve faced a … Continue reading The Microdosing for Productivity Principle
He knew that sometimes, men and women needed to be left alone and that they needed their own space in order to sort out the issues that were important to them from a quality of life point of view. But, on the other hand, he also thought that he had a tendency to be dependent … Continue reading Where is the Light?
Boomtown Hi! Welcome to the 8th edition of Boomtown, our newsletter written and published every Friday at exactly 4:20 p.m. If you’re reading this for the first time, then welcome. As of this writing, not only are we completely blazed out of our minds, but we can’t wait to continue blazing ahead for the rest … Continue reading Blazing Against The Loud Epidemic of Bad Logic
Gloria Indica Hi! Welcome to the 10th edition of Gloria Indica, our newsletter written specifically for Wednesdays and Thursdays. If you’re reading this for the first time, then welcome. Wherever you’re from, whenever you’ll read this, this is our newsletter when we train our eyes a bit more specifically to the cannabis, business and technology … Continue reading Debunking Arguments Against Cannabis Legalization in India With Data and Logic
"I just want you to know; I've found a reason for me; to change how I used to be; a side of me no one knew; a Reason to start over new, and the reason is you". Hoobastank blared out at him from his phone and he couldn't agree more. He had spent much of … Continue reading The Call of Starr
Tables turn, bridges burn,you live and you learn! If there ever was a sign, this was it and Sins felt tugs, rips and pulls pulsating across his body as if he were gliding across an ocean of red, blue and green, in search of the elusive forbidden fruit. Voices, tunes and jingles were an understatement, … Continue reading The Sign of the Light
Note: this post is not a sad love letter, although the title sounds like one. Its a lyrical line from Philips Philips' popular song, 'Gone Gone Gone'. Every single time I listen to it, it reminds me of Starr, whom I adore. Unfortunately, we cannot be together due to factors beyond our control. All I … Continue reading I’ll Love You Long After You’re Gone
Three hearty swigs of freshly brewed beer later, Mr. Well reckoned that another couple of hearty swigs of beer were in order. He didn't drink often, preferring to let his body recover for days and weeks at a time before the next swig of beers. Mr. Well liked mind-altering substances and his preferred choices were … Continue reading The Heart is Racing, It Keeps on Repeating
She walked in, he froze up. Reflexively. It felt cute in a way that he couldn't speak. He left to have a cigarette till his knees got weak. Escape was just a nod and a casual wave, towards no one in particular, but an omnipresent being that seemed to corner him whenever she came around. … Continue reading The Queen And The Terrace
When she appeared, his world stopped. Like a plume of radiance enveloping him from time to time, he imagined her face, in all her glory, as if the goddess had chosen him to reveal her human form to. He was fortunate. Of that he was sure. For how else, had he mustered up the courage … Continue reading She Stopped His World
"I hear her voice in the morning hour, she calls me. The dawn reminds me of her presence, a few miles away. Walking down the road, I get a feeling that I should have told her yesterday, that it's her energy that I feed off, in spirit, in conversation, in times of good and bad, … Continue reading Someone To Hear Your Prayers? Someone Who Cares? Its You.
He covered her with two blankets, whispered a few words about their intertwined destinies in her ears and gently kissed her on the forehead, fighting back the urge to lie down with her on his arms. It wasn't fully dawn yet, he could just about make out the tinge of the first few rays, which … Continue reading Do You Know What’s Worth Fighting For?
For him, hate was something to be abhorred, something to be hated. It didn't matter who it was, or what it was. Hate was destructive and of no use whatsoever, even if it was being harnessed in order to accomplish something productive, because something built on hate could never leave a legacy behind. With time, … Continue reading How Much Can You Hate? Think.
She was sitting right opposite to him in another room and the walls were transparent. He pretended to work, clicking random icons on his screen, unlocking his smartphone from time to time, every few seconds, in a bid to look busy in case she was looking at him. He wondered what was up with him, … Continue reading Your Problems Will Not End. Make Them Better.
For as long as he could remember, irrespective of the characters and personalities of every individual he had met in his life so far, he had always preferred to focus on their best traits and ignore the worst ones, mainly because, he had realized that over the long-term, it paid to be good and do … Continue reading You Can Change Yourself To Become Whatever You Want.
He let himself loose into the topic at hand and immersed into it like an Olympic level diver executing his dive, perfected after years of honing his craft. He didn't emerge from it for several hours, just checking his phone after every twenty minutes or so, for messages if any. That was the thing, he … Continue reading Believe And It Shall Happen. How To Push Yourself Towards The Greater.
It was the best of times, yet, it was the worst of times. Change was the only constant, a virulent state of flux that seemed to engulf the world, as if nothing had been so chaotic and uncertain in the history of the world as we knew it, a world that had been shaped by … Continue reading The Joy Of Living Life One Day At A Time. Change Your Perspective, Change Yourself.
The wanton feelings of lust couldn't leave him, it wasn't possible, not just for him, but for all of humanity, the inexplicable connection with animals exemplified so, its complexity arising out of the modern cornucopia and intermingling of all the five senses, rising in part due to the multiple connections now possible, both offline in … Continue reading When You Think You’re Weird, You’re Not Alone. You’re Together.
During their brief trysts of speaking to each other for a few minutes, he had noticed a sudden spurt in his productivity levels lasting at least for the next thirty minutes, from the aftermath of their parting, a semi-conscious state of being, resembling the gentle sound of ocean waves incoming towards the shore, coupled with … Continue reading Read, Write, Think, Repeat. Please.
He stood in front of the decrepit building and sobbed silently at the smouldering ruin that now lay in front of him, an imposing, almighty figure, wrapped in glass, standing erect only a few hours back and now reduced to ashes, its blackened exterior shrouded amidst the early morning fog, as if still enveloped in … Continue reading When You Think You’re Tall, You’ll Fall. Quickly.
"I love, love the way that you talk, it feels like Adele, singing to me" He mumbled the lyrics for a few minutes and let the tune play inside his head indefinitely, leaving the task of regulating the lyrics, going forwards to his sub-conscious mind, while he tried his best to shift his focus towards … Continue reading Do You Know What To Do?
Not being dependent on anyone for emotional and professional reasons suited him. In fact, it would suit everyone. He was pondering over the fact that many people felt slighted when their emotions or egos weren’t catered to, as if they were entitled to be catered to, a result of an imagined order that existed inside … Continue reading The Very Rampant Emotional Manipulation
"I love, love the way that you talk, it seems like Adele, Do Re singing to me", he kept humming, and humming, as he walked, and trudged wearily towards home, across the desolate streets, where streetlights flickered every few seconds, as if in tune with his feelings, that chimed with her image with each step … Continue reading What Is It About Her?
It wasn't that he didn't feel anything at all. He tried to think about what was transpiring between him and her, and the signs were not encouraging. In fact, he felt his internal antennae go down from time to down, like a rag of cloth being swept away by the wind, its frayed edges seemingly … Continue reading She Is The Best
Something just didn't feel right, or was it just his brain chemicals acting fuzzy? He could smell the weird vibes in the air around him, the air that he was breathing, as if something that shouldn't have been, was being. He didn't like this feeling one bit, not one bit, because it made him feel … Continue reading The Anxiety Ridden Path Of Sins
He didn't have a soul, neither dd anyone, for that matter. Everyone was soulless, and a majority falsely believed that there existed a sacred entity within each and every human being that was indestructible and as pure as fresh cow milk. He himself had believed it, till a few years ago, for lack of initiative … Continue reading The Sad Myths of Humanity
Helplessness was an understatement for the current predicament he found himself in. He also felt powerless, useless and reckless. The past forty eight hours had been a blur, with waves of objects, humans and trees intermingling with each other like couples, going in and out of his eye's frame of reference, refusing to let his … Continue reading Dating Is A Technical Problem.
His viewpoint was simple, straight forward and honest. According to him, they were. According to him, only him. On the day that had begun with him imagining he was just a sentient being simulating his consciousness in the fast and exciting world of the twenty first century, while experiencing it for real in the twenty … Continue reading The Sins of Addiction
He felt the familiar cold streaks of lightning, like small jolts of cold blooded electricity that morphed into stabs of emptiness around the region of his chest, like sharpened blades that sliced away at his arteries from time to time. He wasn't a fan of this feeling, but it had become a benign habit, so … Continue reading The Sins Of Reality
He didn't know what to believe in any more, neither did he understand why was he living any more, torn as he was asunder by multiple ups and downs that seemed to plague his existence day after day. He wanted to live, there was no doubt about it, because bodily sensations experienced through the pleasures … Continue reading The Sins Of The Global Order