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Poetry at dawn

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 I started writing this one after what seemed like a couple of hours of twisting and turning in my bed. I checked the time, it was exactly 4.59 am. I had tried walking around the house, which threw me into a thought trail for sometime, but was not enough to calm my dopamine starved brain which continued to crave for something further interesting. I was not gonna open my phone that was for sure. Because, well, I was trying, just trying, to practice some screen time hygiene. And so I went up to the study and grabbed my laptop instead. Because why not? When in a world full of 2 second reels, watching a whole youtube video counts as focus time. Then surely writing a blogpost would not make for bad screen time. Anyway, so coming back to now, the house was completely dark, and I spread a durrie besides the giant corn plant in my guest room right next to the east facing window, which threw a mild glow from the slightly purple sky outside, just sufficient for me to write. I sat down on the...

The perils of a wannabe multi-hyphenate

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I was flipping through the pages of a 2021 edition of Vogue, when I stumbled upon this article on 'masters of none'.  A familiar looking face, somewhat of a fusion between Charlie Cox and Pankaj Tripathi, caught my eye. It was Zohran Mamdani, the rapper turned politician. Yep, it was not so far away in the world of 2021's when our newfound poster-child of Indian pluralism, American activism and South African multiculturalism, was quoting about Diljeet Dosanjh. You read that right! Mr Cardamom, or as he was known back in his early days in the NYC music scene, was getting inspired from Mr Dosanjh's 'Do You Know', so much that he had planned on writing his very own version of it, titled 'Did You Vote'. Unbelievable, I thought. How can people, or more like, some very few people take career U turns in their lives as successfully as Mr Mamdani did. All these stories hit your truly home like nothing else had in a long while. And ardent readers like yourself cou...