Category Archives: epoche

No way around this fire

Posted on April 1, 2015 by subincontinentia

It’s getting harder to see the line Between the edge of my skin and the next man’s goosebumps. “Am I on the cusp of creation or incineration?” A worm in the wake of a lava flow asked the earth the … Continue reading →

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My scalp itches for release

Posted on March 31, 2015 by subincontinentia

Every morning from the steps of Meer Ghat, I hear the unmistakable sound of middle-aged and elderly women getting their heads shaved. The act of shaving is silent. The sound is the barrage of instructions lobbed at their young male … Continue reading →

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I don’t trust you

Posted on March 20, 2015 by subincontinentia
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Left hand urve

Posted on March 8, 2015 by subincontinentia

Don’t worry about getting lost once in a while. It’s an occupational hazard of all explorers…

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A new adventure

Posted on February 25, 2015 by subincontinentia

Nothing quickens the spirits quite like a new adventure

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Near and far…

Posted on January 23, 2015 by subincontinentia

It takes modern-day luxuries like time and space to slip under the surface, to cultivate a way of seeing that involves more than retinas and optic nerves.  On the surface, fog obscures the distant things. I watch it now, brushing … Continue reading →

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Castles in the air (or a few lessons in data breaching)

Posted on January 19, 2015 by subincontinentia

“Don’t be afraid to make a mistake. Your readers might like it.” William Randolph Hearst About a week ago I accidentally publicly published a blog post that was meant to remain private. The post had gone out to 875 people, … Continue reading →

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the great defender

Posted on December 19, 2014 by subincontinentia

Some might call you the great defender I call you…..Oh, I call you Has nothing brought you closer? Are you such a stranger to this long dark night? Stop shining your light in my eyes, babe Let it light up … Continue reading →

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Call of the void

Posted on December 17, 2014 by subincontinentia

It was one of those conversations. The kind that packs enough fuel for the musings of a life time. It began in the restless banality of a Sainsbury’s check out line in the heart of Camden Town. I had just … Continue reading →

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Just now

Posted on December 5, 2014 by subincontinentia

‘Duration only means delay whenever it exceeds the span necessary for realization.’ Count Hermann Keyserling, traveler and philosopher It’s a long bone- battering bus ride from Dharamsala to Delhi. My seatmate began to chat from the moment I cranked up … Continue reading →

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