An Easy To Refer Index For The Series Aagaaz — A Beginning A Sufi Celebration of Life, Inspired by Urdurunjhunnoopur.medium.com Bandagi — Revisiting the Idea of Devotion A Sufi Celebration of Life, Inspired by Urdurunjhunnoopur.medium.com Chashm-e-Baddoor — The Art of Aesthetic Appreciation A Sufi Celebration of Life, Inspired by Urdurunjhunnoopur.medium.com Dard — Of Heartbreaks, Heartaches and Empathy A Sufi Celebration of Life, Inspired by Urdurunjhunnoopur.medium.com

What Could Possibly Go Wrong? In a turn of events that nobody saw coming, Millennials are facing their own Gen X moment. And Gen Z is killing their vibe. This is beyond the social media battles, TikTok cringe, and memefication of inter-generational wars of our times. As a lot of…

A Love Story in Few Letters Dear X, I know nobody writes letters anymore. There are no post boxes I can see anywhere here. Actually, I can see pretty much nothing anywhere here. ‘Here’ is in the middle of nowhere. I know you will laugh at me for being over-dramatic…

The Only Wish That Matters Last night, while our family sat around the customary end of the year bonfire, someone talked about the Ship of Theseus and its paradox. About identity and its components, about what is left when everything has been replaced. As a child, I was tempted to…

And More Importantly Do You Want to Quit Your Monday? To say that 2020 was a difficult year is a massive understatement. 2020 was the year when our collective resolve was tested again and again. When we had to isolate ourselves from our loved ones, our routines, our world, and…

Because It is December 6 Today Your buildings are fine The structures you dream of The pillars you erect The monuments you demolish The rubble, the concrete, the bare Memories of places and times Baked in bricks Churned in concrete Reinforced in steel Reduced into dust And ashes And perhaps a tear Your buildings are fine The magnificence transient The glory a lie The legacy a trap And the pain that lingers

Day 21 of Project 21 Days of Hope You stand at the window. There is a glass cloud in the shape of a heart. There are the wind’s sighs that are like caves in your speech. You are the ghost in the tree outside. The street is quiet. The weather, like…

Day 20 of Project 21 Days of Hope I woke up to a Twitter timeline extremely enraged about something J.K Rowling has said. I don’t want to go into the details of the wrongness of her persistent transphobia. The bottomline is that she is no longer the hero we had…

Day 19 of Project 21 Days of Hope Ever since I have started this series on hope, I have been finding hope everywhere. And I don’t just mean metaphorically. I have been finding quotes and articles on hope in newspapers and magazines that have been lying around in our house…