Tag: Life
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The Most Embarrassing Rock Performance In the History of Embarrassement
I have a couple of stories I could tell about performing on stage with my band. One is of me having a blast and the other is of one of the most embarrassing moments of my life. Let me guess which one you would like to hear; the embarrassing one, right? Fine! So, me and…
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Walking Myself Sober in Dubai
My favorite physical activity is walking. Put one foot in front of the other and then repeat. Ten thousand times! Or more, if you’re in the mood. There’s nothing better than good ol’ walking. And I can prove it. I’ve gone on some pretty long and interesting walks. Once, I was working on a boat…
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Why Philosophy?
When I told my friend that I wanted to do philosophy, the first question she asked was, “Why!?” The tone had both an exclamation mark and a question mark. I think a lot of people might feel that way. Why would anyone want to pursue philosophy? It’s not a highly promising career track; in fact,…
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Indian Middle-Class Guilt
I would like to be an artist. But something within me, stops me from expressing myself freely. I don’t know what I want to express or how I want to express it; but that’s something you learn by doing. It’s not that you think about what you want to express and have a clear picture…
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Kailash
Rain clouds float in silentlylike ghosts fighting off deathRaindrops drum the sloped roofsa primitive beatresonantvibrations from a distant land People rush to escape their fatebut no one can run from destinyWhat’s meant to happen, will happenwhat doesn’t happenwas never meantGet drenched and be happy Mountain tops are meant for godseverything else, claimed by manand he…
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Noah’s Art
The paintings gave Noah stomach cramps. He stumbled from one to the next, holding his stomach tightly with one hand, spilling wine out of the glass in the other. All the paintings in the entire gallery were, to put it simply, crap. One after the other: crap after shit after garbage after crap. He wanted…
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Boredom and Self-Loathing in The Himalayas
Last month, I went on a holiday. I didn’t want to go but I had to go and that was the first problem. The second problem was that I decided, foolishly, to not take my laptop with me. I wanted to try going without too much internet access for a week, or maximum 10 days,…
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The One Where I Get Old
Two suns ago, I, Rudya (by taken name), {Aditya, (which means sun), by given name}, completed 40 revolutions around the sun, since my mother’s son was born on a sunny afternoon. For a couple of moons before this momentous day, I’ve been wondering how I feel about hitting this somewhat scary milestone. And I think…
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Rudya Aditya 