“We might go to war with Pakistan,” my brother said at home one day. It was October 2016. My brother, an expert in analysing and forecasting market data (currency and other financial values), could see that the Rupee will weaken. Not just slightly, but a lot. He was sure of it. He told his customers… Continue reading It Works
Category: prose
The Power of Sound and Harmony
Before COVID struck, it was the last in-person meet of Saahityikee. Saahityikee is a women-only literature group in Kolkata. In that meeting, members were, in turn, coming to the dias and reading out what they’d written. Then a lady came, and she sang. I distinctly felt the air in the room change. The air became… Continue reading The Power of Sound and Harmony
A REPLACEMENT FOR THE SWIMMING POOL
Talk about first world problems in third world countries. A significant “loss” for me during this COVID time was that I was unable to go swimming. Swimming is important to me. I feel “at home” in the water. It is direct experiential evidence to me that we evolved from the oceans. When I swim more,… Continue reading A REPLACEMENT FOR THE SWIMMING POOL
AI / ML for Peace, Beauty and Joy?
I like technology. I like doing something with technology. AI and ML (Artificial Intelligence, Machine Learning) seem to have pushed aside just about everything else in the technology world. I tried many a times to immerse my fingers in some AI / ML project. Each time I came away wondering. One reason is the headache… Continue reading AI / ML for Peace, Beauty and Joy?
There’s A Creature on My Bookshelf
I came out of my bedroom and discovered there is a new clock on the book shelf. As I sat across it on the sofa, looking at it with no particular concentration or focus, happy and content with my morning time with myself, I realized — that is not an object, it is a creature.… Continue reading There’s A Creature on My Bookshelf
They Came Flying From Far Away
It’s because of this doll-like thingy that she is holding and listening intently to — that’s why I chose this jigsaw puzzle that I’m doing these days. No, it’s not about romanticizing depression. It’s about that tiny voice of light and guidance that comes and speaks to you from out of nowhere, within the deepest… Continue reading They Came Flying From Far Away
The power of decision is my own
Tell me the LAL story. This is a true story of a lady who founded an organisation to help people with psychological matters. You Yourself told me about her one day. “There is an air pocket in your brain. It can go and block transmission any time. We don’t know how long you will live,”… Continue reading The power of decision is my own
Conversation (and discovery behind the mind)
So what did you discover behind the mind? Myself. It is thanks to Mummy and a tremendous conversation I had with her yesterday evening. But then who is Mummy and who am I? There is no place where Asha Murarka ends and Vani Murarka begins. There is one place in our conversation yesterday (life happens… Continue reading Conversation (and discovery behind the mind)
From the coronavirus, beyond the One Mind
The coronavirus has made all wars between all various names within humanity vanish. What is ours, what is theirs — all that silliness has vanished. Suddenly no dharma needs any upholding, sanaatan or otherwise, because indeed it never did. Yes, now there is a war between one biological organism and another. “Blessed are the meek,… Continue reading From the coronavirus, beyond the One Mind
From My Office Window
Flowers abloom outside my office window today. 6th March 2020. Take in the beauty. Let it nourish your heart. Come on, look at the photo just a bit longer, before you read on… And then when you feel a bit stronger (Happier? Peaceful? Its all the same. All forms of strength) by that nourishment, laud… Continue reading From My Office Window