The life of a writer is that of a generalist. We are the jack of all trades. And that itself has lended me the most powerful insight: to be a learner, I just have to take the next logical step. As a proud generalist, I have broken down complex topics into simple terms and simple terms into clear messages, and clear messages into actionable, understandable items. One careful step, every time.
Memoir writing is as easy as accepting what made you you. If there is anything lesser difficult, it is admitting to your mistake when you haven’t committed any. But life throws surprises and shocks at you. Which is what brings forth this series. On the surface, what looks like a recollection of the countless moments that make up life, each moment has a life of its own. These cherished moments, put
No voice, no noise.No reflection of oneself.No definition; none for assumption.I am not myself. Now here, now there.I pity myself.Now this, now that.I am not myself. Neither today nor tomorrow.I can’t portray the inner self.One’s thoughts, another’s actions.I am not myself. Neither from the rainNor from the draught.From where do I thenGlean myself? I am but a nameThat tiny nothingNeither more nor less.I remain myself.© Suyog Ketkar
Pen down, digress not
For you must scribe much more
Than what’s beyond fantasy
Write what’s fathomable in only a lore.
Time that once was clueless,
Brought me down on my knees
Time, the all mighty, now
Tells my brave tales, too.
Writing requires you to dig out the priceless wisdom of doing and redoing the same stories as if your mind were a bottomless mine of never-ending thoughts.
Of the two Things to choose— Between Love and Hate— I’d neither love to hate nor hate to love. Of the two Days that lay— Between birth and death— I’d learn to live the present. Of the two States to choose— Between doing and done— I’d choose to continue to walk. Of the two Thoughts that strike— To do or not to do— I’d be happier even if I fail.
Movies come and go, but only a few can mark their presence on the movie-goer’s timeline. Uri: The Surgical Strike marks its presence in the same way. The movie strikes the right message at the right time, and with surgical precision—for the pun’s sake. The patriot within me wants to rate it a complete 5 on 5. But, alas, for the careful watcher that wishes to nitpick. As you would’ve
I transform complex
technical information into
some simple, usable chunks
of actionable items. I help
people do wonderful things.
When the scorching gusts of heat
Fade the tears in your eye,
Recite the songs of the Spring,
Believe that seasons change, ask not why.
When circumstances are bleak,
Your bivouac is left far behind,
Choose what you must—
That let me not remind.
When without the trails
Should You journey barefoot,
Seek sojourns within a companion
In whose heart you could stay put.
When You, and only You,
Represent souls in the strife.
Look within as much as without.
Surely, the only rule of life.
When the days are few
You count each one anew
Amidst the hellish weather that
Destroys your crop that’s but already few.
Remember, always, to stand tall
And present the challenges a full face;
That You are your own harvest:
Be that befitting reply; and the one with grace.