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There are a couple of reasons why people choose to follow you. You either fill them with money, or you fill them with ideas. Your ideas.
Sajal Choudhary
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There are some books, which when you’ve finished reading, make you want to write all that much more! They remind why is it exactly that you are doing what you are doing! Writing books, is not a pleasant process! Fahrenheit 451 was one such book. It was art. It
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The idea of being a writer
I am in love with the idea of being a writer, the image. The idea of sitting on a table overlooking a giant window. The view outside the window keeps changing, but the table, and the chair, and the image of a writer, they stay. As I said, I am
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Progress
It was on the first of July that I wrote this post. The first of July, was some eleven days in the past. Now, at that point in time, I was at some ninety-four days from my intended deadline for this project. Also I was on the eighth chapter in
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Intelligence
All intelligence is subjective. Creation however, does seem more fulfilling than destruction. Why would any non-human intelligence be interested in destruction? Aren’t we painting everything in our insecurities whenever describing any other form of intelligence?
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Why I decided to set a shipping date for my book
Well, I did say I might decide to explain what this was all about. So, here it goes. Now, before I begin, I must say this, the paper wasn’t really working for me. So, I tore it off, and made a digital copy. With that out of the way,
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The Google or Windows dilemma
It is weird for me that I have been obsessing over something as trivial, and permanent thing like the coming of Windows 10. It is weirder that I am actually writing about it. See, I don’t write about tech, hadn’t thought that I ever will; but heck, here
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Let's sail!
I’ll meet you on the other side. Perhaps, I’ll explain this
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Satisfaction
Remember the Benny Benassi song? I remember going through the foreword/introduction of Malgudi days by R.K. Narayan, wherein he talks about how short stories are easier done, than a novel. Why? I’m not sure if he answers that. The thing is, I guess it was yesterday, when
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In search of 'Routine'
This happens with a fairly sickening regularity. I write, I post, and it goes on for some two to four weeks, and then, I stop. Then, a month or two later, driven by the accumulating guilt, I flip the laptop open, and with a new-found, almost rejuvenating determination, start typing.
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Children, and truth
It was all fairly routine. I mean she, or rather they would say something on the lines of: “You won’t get milk, if you don’t eat dinner”, or in the rather more outrageous cases: “I’ll break your legs if you don’t behave” Now, I don’t
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All the motivation you need!
“You are going to make an awesome Dad!” she said. “What?” “Yeah. I mean you can stick to schedules. If you want to write, you write; if you want to run, you run!” In life, it becomes real easy at times, to relinquish control, to dole out blames to things