On realism

Many of us are stuck in unhappy jobs trading integrity for a pittance. Many of us are stuck in dead-end relationships that brought into our lives an unbecoming. Many of us have an unfortunate habit of attaching to visions of life as it should be, ourselves as we wish to be, and people as they … Continue reading On realism

In praise of letters

I have long fantasized a life of epistolary communion with those I love the most in this world. There is intimacy and vulnerability in the eager anticipation of sitting down on a Sunday morning by a window-side desk looking out into a day breaking, readying oneself to compose deep and unembellished thoughts, which one prepares … Continue reading In praise of letters

On the question of life (because I can’t afford to buy cool things)

How many models of the iPhone has there been? Variants included? 24? 25? We are Winston Smith drinking Soylent Green, waking up in a Black Mirror adaptation of the Truman Show, rampaging through the set and hitting the fourth wall. We are simulation #19456-fourteen, test subjects for the grad school dissertation of our alien overlord. … Continue reading On the question of life (because I can’t afford to buy cool things)

Misanthrope Rising, and a Friendship Manifesto

I have succumbed to the void. But only by a little bit, and for a little while. The successive departure of friends – and I only maintain a handful, deliberately so – has punched holes in me, each one of them an irredeemable, irreparable, inconsolable shape of a soul. However transient it had been, to … Continue reading Misanthrope Rising, and a Friendship Manifesto

Unravel – Prologue

A month after my 30th birthday, I found myself perilously employed at a job I resent, functionally broke, estranged from family, inconsolably lonely with an anguished heart, and hospitalized for two weeks from complications during retinal detachment surgery – which had no apparent cause in the first place other than to add to the cascading … Continue reading Unravel – Prologue

On Art

My good friend K is a brilliant painter. In the company of her craft, I am awed and humbled by her skills and quite embarrassed by my boorish tastes. The thing about art is, you’re often expected if not assumed to know it already to partake in the conversation, which makes it awkward for one … Continue reading On Art

On Writing

I’m trying to become a better writer. Consider it a mid-year resolution, or more appropriately a quarter-year aspiration, since it’s neither mid-year nor was there any resolve involved. I’ve been thinking about developing a hobby, and writing is a close as it comes – a craft, a thing, a time sink into which I happily … Continue reading On Writing

On Usefulness

First day of my Coursera Philosophy course triggered an avalanche of questions. Why should I study philosophy? Does it serve any practical purpose? Is it ultimately a frivolous and self-indulgent goal insofar as I am able to pursue? There is a more utilitarian voice that demands I commit to more productive tasks, study subjects and … Continue reading On Usefulness

On the spectrum of life

Epicurean - Stoic Apollonian - Dionysian Gay - Straight Political Left - Right Blond - Dark Roast Introvert - Extrovert Good - Evil Ultraviolet - Infrared Death metal - Post rock Child to Adult Few things in life are black and white. It would be so much easier if we could plant our feet firmly … Continue reading On the spectrum of life