Fiction / non-Fiction

OMG, she has thrust so much responsibility on me and she is gone.

There were no sightseeing visits, no temple prayers, no extraordinary interactions with brilliant individuals, nothing at all. And yet, it was the most profound and once-in-a-lifetime experience for me.

So, ultimately what does Kinnar Akhara represent? I feel that it represents a broader acceptance of everyday human experiences.

I swear, I swear, I can emphatically confirm that the water was clean.

It will take a while for me to peel my mental inner layers and articulate the impact of this experience. Meanwhile, let’s address some common questions about the Kumbh Mela.

A fearless mind revealed an unexpectedly beautiful world.

The Samudra Manthan has barely begun in my mind—even the poison Halahal hasn’t emerged, let alone the nectar.

I will be one among 400 million people visiting the Maha-Kumbh Mela in Prayagraj, India at the end of January 2025 (Nope, there is no typo here!).

I longed for his physical presence, but now he is gone.

I was very very emotional yesterday at Hrishikesh. I touched Ganga for the first time.

Opposite story… True. But the end result is the same. We learnt that there is merit in education in vernacular medium and that English creates an unnecessary class divide (in India).

It is neither a training nor a “how to” class. It is not about improving one’s habits. It is not a “cult” or spiritual preaching. It does not deliver knowledge.

Sorrow is one constant even in today’s high-speed new brave world flooded with social media.

I wrote Marathi article few years ago on my mostly non-professional experiences. However, some of my non-Marathi family members and friends requested this article to be translated in English. So, here you go!

I sense it every day! Mahabharat is my 4,000-year-old past that has prolonged itself to the present.

He was a brilliant example of how an ordinary person can do extraordinary things in the most challenging situations.

But then SM made nitrobenzene one afternoon and turned this hopeless, boring, useless lab into a scary, funny, “holy shit”, “WTF” lab in approximately 0.4 seconds.

At the camp that evening, one fellow trekker asked me, “How the hell do you manage this pain, man?” I told him, “There is a simple one-word answer: Khatri-sir.”