The Psychedelics Revolution and The Fortune of Birth

Gloria Indica Hi! Welcome to the 11th 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 India and other narratives across … Continue reading The Psychedelics Revolution and The Fortune of Birth

For Nothingness As a Virtue

The life and time of individuals dictates that thou strive to do whatever it takes to prolong senses of stability and security yet makes no statements for the life and time post occasions bordering setbacks, moods and circumstances of an exceptional nature like friendships and relationships. For what it would take to make a human … Continue reading For Nothingness As a Virtue

Misinformation, Cannabis, Banks and Multiplexes

The Kush Hi! Welcome to the 1st edition of The Kush, our newsletter written specifically for Mondays and Tuesdays. Not because Mondays and Tuesdays need a burst of newsletter-driven dopamine, but because we think Mondays and Tuesdays deserve a special dollop of productivity and hope. Here we go. Some People and Some Cops Destroyed Cannabis … Continue reading Misinformation, Cannabis, Banks and Multiplexes

Wars, Flashing Teeth, Chaos and Solace

There was a time, when Sins would have given anything, including his decrepit looking, sentimental value possessing black shirts to anyone who so ever desired it, if only, if only he were given a sense of hope, a calm, rational, guiding voice, so to speak in his life. Maybe, it was already there, maybe it … Continue reading Wars, Flashing Teeth, Chaos and Solace

I Can’t Sleep! Too Many Voices Trying To Talk To Me

He felt himself whimper and shudder with pleasure as the warm mounds of solid chocolate turned into semi-liquid, near the base of his tongue, squishing around his mouth as if he sought an overdose; no doubt expressed by the sight of himself on his smartphone self, with froths of milk chocolate all over his mouth. … Continue reading I Can’t Sleep! Too Many Voices Trying To Talk To Me

The Fucking Pointlessness of it All

As far as he could say, there was no fucking point in doing anything at all. Hoping for self-righteous fucks to chide him with claims of the 'divinity', 'sacredness' and 'purity' of life, he thought his life so far had definitely been worth living for, seeing as he had been lucky in experiencing pleasure that … Continue reading The Fucking Pointlessness of it All

I’ll Love You Long After You’re Gone

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

Among All, Cannabis Stands Tall

The man closed his eyes, wishing never to open them again. He felt as if small knives, with their small pointy ends, were having a go at him, somewhere near his chest region. He refused to cry, and the tears obliged accordingly, retreating back inside as if chided for making an uncalled-for appearance. He was … Continue reading Among All, Cannabis Stands Tall

The Strings Of Shock

Hotel California's guitar solo made its presence felt in the room. He was lying down on the stone-cold floor, half-naked, trying to sway around in an action, in accordance with the two guitars. Failing horribly, he lifted himself up and plonked down on his sofa, like an exhausted coal miner after his first ever shift. … Continue reading The Strings Of Shock

The Gory Life Of Mr. Sins – Part 1

An imminent lightning strike, the roar of thunder and plumes of cannabis smoke, amidst a power cut and candlelight, characterized and summed up Mr. Sins' day. A life of abject struggle awaited him, no doubt helped in part due to a series of bad decisions that had culminated in financial fraud, two lawsuits, a murder … Continue reading The Gory Life Of Mr. Sins – Part 1

The Tango of Thinking and Actually Doing Them

The substance was making him talkative. But he knew that not all talk was productive. In the sense, since speech was the output of a function of all the existing information and experience that the human mind had sought to understand or come into contact with, it is prudent to know that not all the … Continue reading The Tango of Thinking and Actually Doing Them

Complex Systems and Complex People

The sense of calm enveloped him like a crooning lover. It felt like..being balanced, homeostasis. He had finally reached equilibrium, the mode of being where focus, attention and being in a state of flow was all that mattered. Bedeviled by distractions on all sides, he felt as if his sense of attention had become blunt, … Continue reading Complex Systems and Complex People

The Heart is Racing, It Keeps on Repeating

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

Baby, I’m Addicted, I’m Out of Control

He had finally lost control. The thoughts had refused to go away. It had begun a few minutes after he had woken up. His sleep was much better than last night. He had dreamt, finally. After a long, long time. Maybe a few months. He couldn't understand what the trigger had been. Or maybe there … Continue reading Baby, I’m Addicted, I’m Out of Control

The Death of Mr. Sins

For a long, long time, Mr. Sins stared, at nothing in particular. He had begun the year in spectacular fashion. For a full two months he had continued, day after day, visualizing the time when he would be frolicking along a quaint coastal bed, hand in hand with the partner of his dreams. Three days … Continue reading The Death of Mr. Sins

The Joys of Mind Control

He woke up with a start. He was much earlier than usual. He didn't know why. On a normal day he would wake up at eight or nine. It was five a.m today. He felt as if his internal system was trying to beckon him towards something, which he seemingly had to find out, as … Continue reading The Joys of Mind Control

It Is Time To Choose Your Vice Wisely

He felt extremely light-headed. Not because he had used a stimulant. Not because he had absorbed a new piece of information, so ubiquitous as they now were. Not even because he had nothing to do, since there was always something to do, it was the age of flowing after all; a constant flowing stream of … Continue reading It Is Time To Choose Your Vice Wisely

The Life Of Hearts

One cold, gloomy, overcast morning, over a cup of freshly brewed coffee, an Ethiopian blend which he had procured from an import house, Sins could suddenly, crystal clearly remember the entirety of the life he had led for the past four years. He could see every individual he had met and every circumstance from the … Continue reading The Life Of Hearts

All Aboard the Evolutionary Cannabinoid Lifestyle

The gist of the post is about one's lifestyle. Just like how nature evolved to produce cannabinoid compounds in both humans (the human endocannabinoid system) and the cannabis plant, is there a best way to live? Or rather, keeping in mind the unique genetic and personality traits honed from an individual's life so far, from … Continue reading All Aboard the Evolutionary Cannabinoid Lifestyle

When Life Throws A Special Person At You Unexpectedly

He closed his eyes and waited for Starr to arrive before it hit him: he had reached the place one day too early. Cursing his memory for once, he decided to stay and have his dinner, mentally making a note to drop her a message and remind her about tomorrow. It wasn't as if he … Continue reading When Life Throws A Special Person At You Unexpectedly

The Queen And The Terrace

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

The New Indian Manifesto

Note: The aim of this post is as always, to educate and inform. This post is intended for everyone in the world, but primarily for the Indian youth population. Youth here, defined as men, women, boys and girls from the ages of 15 to 35. BOOM! As we draw down towards the beginning of the … Continue reading The New Indian Manifesto

How Everyone Changes And A Possible Solution For Criminals on the Death Row

There were many things that he adored. Adored with all his heart. Out of all the things, he adored her the most After all, the much-professed viewpoint that each and every human being had been born with a divinely ordained purpose was a viewpoint that strived its best to sit with him in times of … Continue reading How Everyone Changes And A Possible Solution For Criminals on the Death Row

She Stopped His World

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

The Quintessential Modern Life

"She's got a smile that it seems to me, reminds me of childhood memories, when everything was as great as the bright blue sky" "Really?" "Yes" "Awesome. So have you told her?" "That she's got a smile that reminds me of the bright blue sky? Not directly. I wrote a letter a few months back. … Continue reading The Quintessential Modern Life

How Can You Understand The World?

When Sins was five years old, he saw the mighty train engine. Mighty, as he called it, seemed like an understatement. As he slept that night, its sounds reverberated in his ears, causing him to wake up in the middle of the night, imagining that the earth had cracked into several pieces at once. The … Continue reading How Can You Understand The World?

Master Your Mind, Master Your Life

He had been waking up at 4 a.m for the past two weeks. Was it just possible? That he had finally turned it around? A lifestyle he had sought for years, yet with consistency and willpower having always eluded him, it finally looked as if he had turned his sleeping pattern around. His mind felt … Continue reading Master Your Mind, Master Your Life