Parwatisingari's Weblog

Mindblown: a blog about philosophy.

  • The design of upset.

    Every Saturday the alumni of Landmark meet at Carasid. We emphasize on one distinction and share our experiences Just then Rahim walked in with a box of from Carasid that had to be delivered. He said they had eggs in them and Sunil got upset since it was the month of shravan, once we assured…

  • Family Travel pack

    If I could take my family to any place on the planet where would it be? The most important question that  I ask how would you define family is it vasudaiva kutumbakam? Jim Butcher might retort “when everything goes to hell, the people who stand by you without flinching – they are your family.” Actually that is interesting…

  • Bombay smell!

    Smelly to smiley.– www.facebook.com/AmbiPurIndia “Bombay smell” my 2 ½ yr. Old daughter had declared. We were amused then. We were amused again, when she declared it as we entered a flat that was shut for about a year. The smell was stagnant water and rotting sewer. but then I realized the there were no good…

  • The story teller.

    The character— http://www.amazon.in/Jacob-Hills-Ismita-Tandon-Dhanker/dp/9350296497 Sameer – the story teller. 30 odd year old journalist by profession., nearing six feet lanky frame, he really looked fragile. Yet there was strength of character that spoke through the fragility. A commitment, what the poets called “Junoon” he was the boy who lived. Who lived to tell the tale. The…

  • The Goatherd

    The character–.http://www.amazon.in/Jacob-Hills-Ismita-Tandon-Dhanker/dp/9350296497 Abu khan miyan, And his herd of mountain sheep. They live on the slopes of Kashmir, the paradise on earth. When they say Paradise is lost, it is so true, no longer is joy, or Sufism in the air. The fabric of monotheism be it Shaivaite or Islam, the valley has forgotten it…

  • clock of fragrance.

    This was a very strange place for this smell. Not one expected at a three star hotels. The smell of a rice  granary. Most of the traditional houses along the west coast had this “agrashala” or store room. The smell of the days of long stretches of holidays that suddenly galloped to a finish. The…

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