What is Abstraction

This photograph was clicked in a garage, and it’s not really what it looks like. The whole thing is a lie, to be honest. If you were to ask me, I’d tell that this is an aerial shot of a river passing by the mountains on the moon. The one we have. It really is that to me.

Abstraction is a friend of mine that I get to play with in my photographs. I never really want the pictures that I click to be obvious in the story that they tell. What’s so fun in that? You wouldn’t like a trailer that gives you the whole plot of the movie in as little time as possible. I wouldn’t watch that movie.

And, here in this photo I see that the movie might just never really present itself to me – making it impossible to ever come to a conclusion.

Would you be able to live with that unmet feeling forever? How long would it take for you to stop being okay without knowing what you see? To me, it’s just okay to never know. I mean, that’s the point of these concepts that you’ll never fully understand, never come to conclusion with. That’s their whole point. And, I’d say they’re doing a great job at being sources of confusion, anxiety and uncertainty.

Abstraction is just that to me. It is to approach a concept with an eye that’d basically defy all the meaningful stories you could possibly associate with that concept.

To the moon.

Into The Unknown

This photo was taken on my trip to Tirupati with my family. It’s not the kind of trip I’m most fond of, visiting temples and praying all the time. I am there for the times to spend with my family. That’s all I am there for, plus for the feel of travelling. Where I get to click photos, eat new kinds of dishes and meet new people.

And, this picture was taken on my way back from Tirupati. I can’t remember the location in precise memory, because I never tend to keep a track of cities very well when I pass by them. I mean, with a view like this while you sit in the train – moving, listening to music – it only makes sense for other senses to fade away. All I can see, hear and taste is the scent of freedom.

I get detached into reality.

Only if I were to choose from the two roads, I would die but choose. The uncertainty in my life is only true, and terrifyingly painful at times. But, sometimes it is the best option I’ll ever have – to not know. There is pain, but there is also relief in a way. What if you knew what you never had to? There comes peace in not taking control of what’s right and what’s wrong. Who am I to tell me who I am?

In this confusion lies a tree next to the lake, where I shall visit every now and then. Me alone, in the mist of unknowns, peacefully watching the fishes swim from this end to the middle of the lake. There’s beauty in what hides beneath the crust. As I watch the train passing by, I am greeted by the kid inside. Who is this child? Do I know him? Before it’s too late, I realise I’ll never know. And, I feel relief rushing through my brain for not knowing a few things in life.

The child asks me, as I sleep the day “Who are we to wonder where we’re going?” And, I feel relief rushing through my brain for not knowing a few things in life. Not knowing it is me waving from the train. I mean, it’s me who clicked this photograph. Yeet.

Commitment

We have failed, here in India, in committing to the COVID-19 guidelines. With 3.14 lakh (0.3 million) cases on this day, India has recorded the highest spike in number of cases worldwide. So many deaths, and yet so little of air to breathe for the rest of us. These numbers are not good. Not good at all when compared to countries like Australia.

However, this is just my opinion – that we have failed. And, by we, I mean – mostly me. I don’t know what happened after January this year, but apart from maintaining the regular wear of mask I haven’t followed much of what needed to followed to get rid of this virus. Its almost as if I forgot it even existed.

Reasons like: It’s not my responsibility to take care of the country’s healthcare are just stupid to be valid of a reason for letting go of your guard against the virus. I’ve been stupid enough of times in my life. But, when you think of it – this one seems more obvious to me as it’s more apparently physical in terms of the effects. Deaths. Prolonged illness. Mental health issues. Loss in productivity. You name it.


Last year, I could see no one better than me at following through every guideline mentioned by WHO and the Indian government. Least to say, I overdid it. It made me feel like I was achieving something for the greater good. And, the second wave would’ve happened no matter what I did – just the way it happened. We are now facing a storm and our ship’s pretty much broken into pieces of wilder shapes and forms.

Face it – Indians are having a tough time. But, this does not mean you let yourself panic.

Because, hey – what are you going to do about it? I definitely won’t be scared and give in to the panic that’s surrounding. Because, this time I am prepared to face what’s to come (or, what is already here, should I say) for worse or better.

There’s only one rule to this game for a player of my sorts – twenty-two years old intern at a company that lets you work from home – and it’s this: don’t go out if you don’t have to.

And, to the home that is mine, I am thankful.


To my fellow Indians reading this: don’t you worry, we got this. It’s good to know that it all ends one day. Look on the brighter side, or make one if it’s not visible right now. Trust me, we are on the same boat and we will sail through.

I hope you’re doing safe and healthy. I wish you more happiness, take all that’s for sale.

If you need help of any sorts, please come in contact with me by clicking here. We’ll see what we can do and be rest assured that I will try my best.

Take care and be awesome!

The best country does not exist

With it’s citizens bullying those who doubt a country’s worth, I am affirmative that it’s no good of a choice to call it pro-liberty. Men and women who fail at contributing to the country even just by wearing a mask, often choose to support the fact that our soldiers might be fighting on our borders – risking their lives to save ours. These people who can’t even take wearing masks seriously, never really know the pain when they talk about any sacrifice this country came by to this date. It’s only their fondness in the idea of patriotism that makes them call someone anti-national but not their patriotism.

Voicing your opinion on a grave matter most probably requires a sense of time before becoming sound.

If at all this is the best country in the world, I don’t see the need to label it as one. Trust me, when someone does that, it usually means they are on the way to the label’s destination but never really conclusive about their claims. It only scares me to see the men of this country falling prey to the lies which actually sound very fantastic to even me. And, only men are falling prey to our leaders’ lies as I see women having very little to no voice mattering to the narrative. We are however getting there. But, the fight continues knowing nothing about what is it that we are fighting.

We are the best country in the world if it doesn’t matter to be one. I’d love to see every nation stop calling themselves one because the ones saying so are usually scared for their lives that they might be lying. Either that, or they are hiding the fact that they’ve failed already. If at all it matters to be a part of a good country, to be a good human – tell me there’s a different universe.

That being said, it’s better to have failure in our country being voiced than building an image like it’s a Photoshop battle on Reddit. Tell me if you win and correct me if you lose.


This article marks my 100th day continuously posting on WordPress. Thank you for reading my articles and motivating to keep me going. I feel like I’ve done something I only dreamt of. What I see for the future of this blog is for it to remain the same – I’ll try to write every day here about anything I find randomly taking up space in me. I hope you continue to be a part of this as well and we’ll reach the moon one day.

धन्यवाद | Thank you | Asante | Gracias | Благодаря ти | Dank u

Here are a few numbers (images below) for this year so far. It has been the best time I’ve ever spent on WordPress. On the Internet arguably. Maybe I can never stop blogging now. My activity started to be visibly high for the first time on this blog during April’s Daily Prompts challenge put up by editors at WordPress. It remains a solid background to keep me writing and posting my work.

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It gives me joy to see what I never would’ve realised without giving some kind of performance.

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These numbers mean nothing compared to the friendships I’ve made here. Made changes I never expected for the blog. Most importantly, kept creating when most of our world is busy complaining. And, there’s no harm in that either. I take pride in being self-obsessed about this one fact. Keep reading, keep looking 😀

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