Post Reality

Theorists hope for

A Post (Post1,Post2…..Postn)

A line of iterative code is easier

To write

Reality is a complex of complex adaptive systems

Power flows not through the power bank

But through your Apple Pay

Spoken word social media poetry

Packages feels

Everything however

Is a backhand coping mechanism

At best

And lame auto play at worst

Get Real.

The problem with millennial low income is a resultant of a perception trap; Instagram worthy life, ‘Eat Pray Love’ mindset, work life balance and retire early as if work is jail and not something productive.

There will be no post capitalist utopia, and free lunches (apart from a privileged few), head back to good old working hard, living frugal and saving for a retirement. Life is not about party and travel. Very few actually end up doing what they are good at. All this passion BS is poison. Get good at something that pays, and relearn all the time.

Chai on the Beach

On a beach, over mishkak, paaya slowly cooked over three hours and piping hot milk tea or doodh wali chai, the subcontinent converged over a warm meal under the winter moon in the Gulf. The event catalyst was from Lucknow, the Paaya was made by a boutique owner from old Delhi, who has been to Karachi three times in the 1990’s to a real estate manager from Mangalore who was insistent on explaining the Christian community’s focus on Konkani, rather than Kannada to jolly academics from Islamabad to Lahore, extolling the inadequacies of Imran Khan. With the moon above and the warm waters of the Arabian Sea under our feet, we left our selves to one under nature and India and Pakistan sat together and enjoyed chai, politics and Dhindchak Pooja.

#experienceoman #SouthAsiainntheGulf #latergram

Chai as Migrant Metaphor

Some months back, a former colleague had an issue with my chai pictures, saying that these were irritating. Chai is not only a volatile drink, of flavour and of character as Aditi Sriram writes in her interview with Playright Ayad Akhter in Guernica in 2014, it is a distinctive sense of home for the migrant in a bubbling hot broth in a paper cup, in short it is, home in a cup.

It is very easy to arrive at hasty conclusions, harder to take the effort to understand the context. #karakchaitales