I am lazy. And wilful.
Never a great combination especially if you are also ambitious and ready to jump into the next adventure, whether it’s good for you or not. Just like people get haircuts and tattoos when life takes new turns for them (I do those too, by the way), I usually write. Try to reinvent myself on a fresh medium. Such originality. Much courage.
So, yeah, welcome. If you are or have ever felt like a misfit or an artist-philosopher worrying about AI or the purpose of life at 3 am in the night, you will feel right at home in
This name for me has a very old nostalgic ring to it because it is the name of my very first blog whose link I will not paste here because. I am strangely loyal to things I love deeply. Things, mind you.
Talking about things I love…wild ideas, raw musings, weird words, and things and people I pick up on my way…
What you can reasonably expect to find here:
Oddball brain dumps (read pseudotherapy sessions)
Thought experiments and mind spirals
Notes on identity, art, umm fun, and how to have fun while not going broke (JK all creators go broke sometime or the other)
And occasionally, a rare flower of truth blooming through the cracks of my sanity
What you can read:
If you have read my first two novels, wait for the third one. I am a slow writer.
I write for other blogs too : Creativity Diaries, Marginalia from Maugham and A Library of Delusions among a few.
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I hope you find yourself in here. Or at least get some semblance of meaning in your own mind’s bin.
Sometimes, we are bold. At times, we are bored. But these days, I find that more often than not, we are burnt out. So, I wish you rest, silly joys, and the strength to keep unread emails unread.
AND I promise not to judge if you reply or even reach out to me here to vent and vibe. Cheers!
—Aashisha
