Unsung Lovers

Going through one of my oldest journal, I found these precious, once yellow petals of a rose, that I used to ink as precious moments in. Nostalgia led to this little line... I know what you're thinking, dear reader - something different? What can I say? I just feel a change in the wind. Ishaisms…

OF LOVE AND WAR

I’ve sought long to seek answers to this desperate thirst, this aching pull towards companionship, towards other souls; the need to draw and be drawn to another human – brought out by the innate understanding that one’s burdens weren’t meant to be borne by oneself alone; that the cloak of loneliness was to be shed,…

GROWING UP

Have you ever wondered, dear reader, what it would be like to go back in time and meet the child that you were- and tell that happy, innocent, and carefree person, that things would, and will, change; to look right into the eyes of your past and say that the people who seem invincible, would…

On these times…

Dear reader, I’ve sometimes noticed how people, well most of them anyway, have trouble making and maintaining eye contact throughout the course of a conversation or remaining unperturbed and engaged, in the face of distraction – tending to be more comfortable talking (typing, chatting) behind a screen than actually conversing or meeting. Can we actually…

ON ART

One of the most celebrated, debated and discussed topic, art has as many multifarious interpretations as it has judges. Many have tried to fathom and explain its effect on the human heart and mind, and thus, I will be posting a few extracts from an article I penned about three years ago, in an attempt…