I live in Delhi; and also in all the places I’ve been, and very often in all the places I want to be in or imagine myself to have been in. I love the hills and forests; and music, and laughter, and filter coffee, yoga, cooking, walking and comfortable silences. I write, scribble, doodle and sketch; daydream a lot; read a little bit and remember very little.
Has creativity ended…or only just begun? Today I tried out ChatGPT. ChatGPT is a ‘chatbot’ developed by OpenAI and launched in November 2022. It can write virtually anything at all—stories, kid’s tales, essays, poems, lyrics—in any style you choose (however crazy you want it) in less than a…
Today’s Saturday; a day to go before Deepavali dawns. Death floated lazily over me today morning, as She so often does. Yea, today I saw Death as She. Tomorrow perhaps Death will be He; or perhaps It; or simply the One. Death takes infinite forms, Death rules us…
[Written during a spell of occasional fever with headache…diagnosed as possibly Monkey Flu complicated by Acute Media-otic Hysteria] Delhi is globally renowned for its brazen and aggressive motorists. Delhi is also globally renowned for its brazen and aggressive monkeys. Many visitors to the Capital see no distinction whatsoever…
I was with a friend in her car. In the back were three more friends, all women, one of them Indian, the other two German: a mother–daughter duo. It was the evening of January 25th, 2020, cloudy and chill at dusk. We were caught in a traffic jam—the…