Word of the Week #222:


Looking at people’s response to the current pandemic has made me realise a few things, two of which being especially paramount.

1. If this crisis has not caused a significant long-term damage to your life, you are extremely privileged.

Honestly, I’ll include myself in that group.

I’m not rich, but I’m definitely not poor either.

My work has suffered a little, and it will take a few months for me to recover. Significant? Perhaps, but I wouldn’t call that long-term. 

My savings have taken a major hit, but at least I did have savings to begin with.

Of course, the most annoying thing has been the fact that some of our other privileges like going out, eating in restaurants and traveling have been curtailed. But that’s what these are: privileges. A temporary rescission of our privileges is a small price to pay to survive a global health crisis.

If we can’t even handle that… I don’t even want to finish that sentence. 

2. If this crisis has led you to see an improvement in your life, you have been squandering your privileges.

This is the part that irks me more.

“Oh, who would’ve known that a pandemic that has killed half a million people and shattered the lives of millions more was exactly the kind of blessing in disguise I needed to spend more time with the people I love and read and write and paint and cook and exercise and do all this stuff that I never had a chance to do. Thank you, Corona. You have changed my life.”


I can’t even…

Just, do better. 

“From everyone who has been given much, much will be demanded; and from the one who has been entrusted with much, much more will be asked.”

—Luke 12:48

Word of the Week #220:


You know what? I don’t like discussions.

I don’t want to engage in a back-and-forth with random nitwits who have no idea what they are talking about. 

I guess that is why I blog.

I talk. If people want to listen, they listen. If not, not. 

Either way, I say what I want to say, and I leave.

I know that we need to have a dialogue, and we need to keep taking the conversation forward.

However, having a long, winding discussions with imbeciles about topics they cannot even being to comprehend is not the kind of grief one needs in one’s life right now, right?

In fact, isn’t that why we wanted to have a conversation? Because we already have too much grief. So why is looking for more grief part of the solution.

In order for the conversation to move forward, people need to understand when to just shut up and listen.

When I monologue, you better shut up and listen. Then just continue to shut up.

Word of the Week #217:


Often, I love having this outlet for some of the relatively lukewarm issues I encounter on a daily—or maybe weekly—basis.

It is good to have such outlets. It can be cathartic.

Writing always helps me control the chaos. 

However, if things escalate beyond a certain level, I feel uncomfortable talking about them, which further makes it more difficult to handle an already difficult situation.

And, instead, I shift the conversation to something more mundane, something easier to discuss.

Something like the weather.

Speaking of which, it has been pretty warm, lately. I am not unfamiliar with such heat, but not am I comfortable with it.

I hope it rains soon.

I have no real reason to believe that it will, but a man can hope, right?

After all, it has to rain, right? Maybe not today, or tomorrow, but soon.

Till it does, I just need to survive, right?

Lying under the searing sun, alone, I await the rain. 

Word of the Week #215:


This world is full of some rather annoying things, right?

Like people, and mosquitoes, and lizards that come running across the walls of your room and freak you out for no good reason. Bloody lizards…

But, more than anything, the one thing that has been annoying me the most over these past few weeks is the dull, throbbing, constant pain that accompanies the rise of a wisdom tooth.

Now, I am no stranger to pain. I get hurt more often in any given month than most people probably would over years. I have had to endure several nagging chronic injuries too.

However, this pain is different. 

It just does not stop.

No matter what else I try to do, it is always there, always making its presence known.

Short of taking powerful painkillers every few hours—something I would refuse to do—there is no way to find any respite from this uninterrupted torment.

I wonder if this is the price for wisdom.

I wonder if this is worth it.

Word of the Week #214:


For the past several months, the world has been trying to deal with a major pandemic. We have seen mixed results, but at least we are—on the most part—making a consorted effort to fix the problem, right?

With that in mind, I can’t help but wonder if we can use what we have learned from this active disease to arm ourselves in our fight against other diseases that are not always as flagrant—though they often are—but are all the most pervasive, contagious, and highly devastating.

These include diseases like misogyny, homophobia, racism, casteism, and really all kinds of hateful prejudices that have plagued humanity since, presumably, the birth  of humanity.

So, how do you fight a pandemic?


Let people know about the disease. 

  • Causes
  • Symptoms
  • Modes of Transmission
  • Risks
  • Prevention

The more you know about the disease, the better you can fight it, right?

Find and promote the right sources of information.

Listen to the experts, and comply with the authorities.

Listen and learn. 

Identify and Isolate:

As with any infectious disease, it is vital to identify those showing signs of the disease and isolate them from the general public.

This helps us:

  1. Give the diseased individual a chance at treatment
  2. Protect the public from further spread of the disease

If you or anyone you know shows symptoms of the disease, inform the authorities.

Find A Cure:

Does a cure exist? I couldn’t really say for sure. But a cure can be found, I am confident. 

All we need to do is invest our time, money, effort, and attention into finding it.

Elect Better Leaders:

It is easier to comply with the authorities when said authorities are conscientious and competent.

Like with any other problem, having better leadership will be a major factor.

I think it is a good plan. Now, all we need is a consorted effort to execute it.

So, let’s get to it, shall we?

Word of the Week #212:


So, I have this habit where I like to throw money at my problems.

More often than not, it ends up working fine, too.

Don’t feel like cooking? Throw some money at it.
Don’t want to wait an extra day for a delivery? Throw some money at it.
Don’t want to walk in the heat? Throw some money at it.

Normally, this tends to work out fine, largely because I don’t have to face as many problems in this world as some other people might.

Lucky, I know.

There is, however, a big problem looming at the horizon that I can’t fix as easily:
I don’t have much money.

Now, I could start being frugal, but what’s the fun in that, right?

No, what I really want is enough money to throw at whatever problems I see. That would be so much more fun.

So… Give me money, Universe. 

Word of the Week #211:


Now, I’m not one to indulge in shameless self-promotion… Or maybe I am. I don’t know. I can be moody.

Still, I want to talk about a book I recently published. Kindle link, for those interested. 

Locked at home with little else to do, I ended up writing, editing, and publishing this collection of four short stories within ten days.

How did this come about?

I decided to use the space and time this sudden shutdown gave me to experiment with my writing style.

Normally, I prefer writing long, complex stories involving multiple intertwining character arcs and shifting narrative perspectives. It helps me explore the events from multiple angles and create a wide universe that the reader can explore at length.

It’s a good style, or at least I think it is.

Still, it is not suitable for every story.

Sometimes, you do not need shifting narrative perspectives. Sometimes, you need one immersive narrative style that can drive the entire story.

With that in mind, I experimented.

Each of the short stories employ slightly varying narrative styles and tones, meant to sound like four phases or moods of a single character inserted in four different sets of circumstances.

Plus, I did want to write something light and cute and sweet that readers could pick up in these weird, crazy times and hopefully feel a little better reading it.

Overall, I think I am satisfied with the results of my experiment, which is why I decided to publish it.

Let’s see how people like it.