The Woman Unnamed

A woman sits by a dead hearth and refuses the terms on which epics remember. The bard asks gently. The sage asks sharply. The old forest-mother watches. Men seek grief that can be shaped into meaning. She gives them only a wound, a silence, and a scar in the story.

From Facts to Myths

Memory does not preserve events intact. It compresses them into portable shapes: news, stories, histories, legends and myths. This essay proposes Mythoscopy as a habit of looking, then applies it to epic geography, technology, power, othering and the uncomfortable humanity that survives beneath moral simplification.

The Almost Mythical One-Horned-One

Shooting the air with a few friends, erstwhile batchmates, and then-still colleagues found uncanny parallels between geo-political, corporate and historical power shenanigans. Mythoscopy being my eternal hang-up, found the best fit as the Vikram-Betaal framing; i.e an overarching story, with one character narrating a story, with a query at the end, with the narrated story, and query, having a connection with the overarching story as well as having two-level moral learning for the final listener, i.e. us (go read the original.. it is awesome). This one has three confusing (confused) layers; (i) Superficial Corporate layer, of a pre-final VC round of a wannabe-unicorn startup, (ii) Parallel Geo-Political layer, of a dictator trying to get the sheen of being democratically elected/re-elected, and (iii) Reference Historical layer of the pre-, during-, and immediately-post-Emergency rule of Indira G. This is collaboration with @Curiouser&Curiouser | Do read, comment and discuss. Share but beware! | Word Count: 2596

It’s a Mad World!

A quick piece on partisanship with an extremely opinionated and shallowly researched hypothesis, informed by reading comic books, history books and WhatsApp messages of smarter, surer batchmates of mine | Do read, comment and discuss. Share but beware! | Word Count: 1503 | Flesch Kincaid Grade Level: 5.7 |

Going My Way Brother? – An “Auto”-आपबीति

A collection of four separate incidents. These actually happened to a (now) middle-aged guy. Centred around travel - actual or attempted - by mode of auto rickshaws. Brought to mind by an awful pun hinted at, in the title. Some learnings squeezed out from the memory of a few strange men, and a few good men. One both! Experimental mixed use of four separate languages; English, Hindi, Hinglish and Endi. | Do read, comment and discuss. Share but beware! | Word Count: 2637 |

दशावतार: कुछ पंक्तियाँ ऐसे ही

हिंदी भाषा में इस गद्य-शृंखला का पहला लेख प्रस्तुत है। इस लेख में दशावतार पे कुछ कहने की चेष्टा की गयी है। इतिहास नहीं, इति-भाव का प्रयत्न है। संख्या पे टिप्पणी और कथाओं का सार मिलेगा। त्रुटियाँ और लुप्तियाँ अधिक होंगी, क्षमप्रार्थी हूँ! अंत का निवेदन हृदय से है, कृपया स्वीकार करें। चिंतन और वितरण हेतु। शब्द गणना: 1841।