Over the past couple of months, life has mostly dwindled into the smallest possible version of itself. If life can be as big as seeing all of the world and all of its people. In it’s smallest version there is almost nothing. You wake up, you work, you eat and you sleep.
In the cold, it almost feels like some version of hibernation. You don’t move more than a 1000 steps through the day, you walk through life in some sort of trance waiting. Though I am not sure for what. This feeling to pass. This sparseness, the cold, the…
Two days after I came to Canada and the day I was supposed to turn my phone off and head into a silent meditation quarantine retreat. My sister called and her first words were “Don’t panic!”. These are never good words unless of course you happen to come across a book with them inscribed on it which professes to tell you the best way to irritate a Vogon (which is by the way to feed his grandmother to the Ravenous Bugblatter Beast of Traal). …
There is something special about Free & Open Source Software (FOSS).
It has always been a vanguard, a revolutionary. And like most revolutionaries, it has been ahead of its time and the world took some time to warm up to it. Even more dangerously, it was an idea. A disruptive idea that asks us to collectively imagine a world where all information is free. Where cooperation and freedom go hand in hand.
It has been more than three months since I have written a month note. I have not really felt up to it. But i guess I need to commit to memory at least some of the things that have happened over this year.
I am in Canada now and going to go into a two week quarantine self meditation retreat. I have not seen much of Canada other than the various airports and the AirBnB I plan to hunker down in. But the last five months were spent in Jammu.
There is a purpose to inertia
The safest place to be is in limbo
Is it okay that I am moving
when the world stays still…
It is time for my month note and while things have happened over the month, the things that have happened over the last week have smudged any memory from the rest of the month and all I am left with are some blurred shapes.
I keep trying to think about how I felt last month, but my senses are dulled, I cant really tell…I don’t know if this is my body coping with loss…
“ देख देख देख तू यहाँ वहाँ ना फेंक …
देख देख देख तू यहाँ वहाँ ना फेंक …
देख फैले गी बीमारी होगा सबका बुरा हाल …
तो का करें भैया ?
गाड़ी वाला आया । घर से कचरा निकाल …”
All my life I have had a terse relationship with making rotis. My mother rarely made rotis and when she did, the rotis always tasted more healthy than necessary — so, for a long time even eating them was not a part of my life (this of course changed when Manjit da Dhaba became a…
“Every evening I hear the bells
Like a baton being passed along the mountain-side
I keep waiting everyday
I never realized how much I took food for granted. Of all the things I thought would affect me during the lock-down — food was not high on the list. But it turns out I really really enjoy eating! I need to come to terms with the special place food has in my heart — other than than the literal butter that is clogging up my arteries.
“I sit at the edge of the earth watching it go viral. Wondering when it will be safe to go buy cake next.”
The month of march was mostly Panic. But i will try not to concentrate on that. I do not feel like talking or writing, so this is going to be short-er.
Before the country went into a complete lock-down with 4 hours of notice, I managed to walk 80 km around Dharamkot, Bhagsu, McLeod Ganj and Naddi in the month of march. I saw many mountain goats and a couple of waterfalls.
“We just about landed in Dharamkot
with a swagger like Truman Capote
less than two steps we had taken
when we heard a great wheeze-in
and now all i can get out is a croak”
It has been a while since I have written anything. There has been one storm after another passing through, and one of those was an actual storm. Well, more like torrential rains that lasted almost the entire month of February.
Puttering with data science. Thoughts are mostly derivative.