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Thinking Out Loud: Inner Tranquility and Self-Discovery

This year has been special to me.

It has been special not due to any "worldly" achievement, but for my getting closer to my inner self.

Ever since I remember, I had been trying to deal with an existential crisis -- trying to figure out who I am, what I stand for, and what is the purpose of all I do. How can I be truly happy? As I struggled to answer these questions, I was sometimes overcome with restlessness and anxiety.

This year, that changed.

I came to a realization that I have been pursuing...

Stories of Jivavarta: Happiness and Mind Peace

In the ancient land of Jivavarta, there lived a monk named Rudhata. Whenever Rudhata saw unhappy people around him, he would get upset.
"Why can't these people be happy?" he would exclaim....upset.

The Uncharted Mind: The Time Has Come

"The Time Has Come" – a poem by Shon Mehta
The time has come, to stand up and to defy.Its our life, our choices, how long can they deny?
The time has come, not to believe in every lie.Not to follow every rule, without asking why.
The time has come, not to ignore as others cry.Or soon, very soon, it will be our turn to die.
The time has come, not to turn a blind eye. Because once lost, freedom is hard to come by.

The Uncharted Mind: Flight

"Flight" - a poem by Shon Mehta
They said you are a bird,And birds should soar high.
So I spread my wings,And decided to touch the sky.
Foolish me -- for I am a penguin,And penguins can never fly.

Petrichor: The Moments

Whenever it rains, and its earthy scent -- the petrichor -- hits my senses, memories come flashing and I go back in time.

I was around seven to eight years old that time. My maternal grandparents lived in a small hill station. It was a sleepy town,  where people woke up late in the morning and went to bed early. The town was founded in medieval times as a fort, and the school, the police station, and government offices were all housed in old, imposing buildings built in those times.

The to...

The Uncharted Mind: Fool's Gold

"Fool's Gold" - a poem by Shon Mehta

Days are slow, but years are racing fast.
No matter how hard I try, my life is not going to last.

My social circle is becoming thinner.
Even after so many wins, why don't I feel like a winner?

When I look at myself in the mirror,
I see an elderly staring at me with horror.

So much remains untold, but my brain is losing its hold.
Now that I have become so old, being alive is what I behold.

The Uncharted Mind: Vengeance

"Vengeance" - a poem by Shon Mehta
You tried to eradicate me using your might,
But I am going to live on ... out of spite.
Will wait in the shadows ever so slight,
And ... when the time is right,
Ruin your whole life, like a pestering blight.

Stories Of Jivavarta: Mud in the Water (Story Cards)

You did good, you did good again. But then, you did bad, and suddenly you were never any good."― Shon Mehta, Stories of Jivavarta






The way to repair a bad reputation is to keep doing actions that prove otherwise.

Stories of Jivavarta: The Envy

"Is that Limping Nibhrant? No, that can't be!"

Kuhana looked at the man standing in front of him. In the dim light of the lantern, he could see the face, and the wide smile. The resemblance was uncanny. But then, no one from the town of Dumadhya could even dream of the clothes and ornaments the man was wearing -- least of all the dirt poor Nibhrant he remembered from his childhood.

"Yes, I am Nibhrant," replied Nibhrant, with another wide smile. "But nobody calles me 'Limping Nibhrant' anymore....

Poem: Life - This and That

Life is feeling lonely in a sea of people, but life is also joy of solitude.
Life is petty rivalries and mean relationships, but life is also beautiful friendships and a loving family.
Life is driving for hours in daily traffic, but life is also a voyage to unfamiliar lands.
Life is unending office hours, but life is also lounging for hours in bed.
Life is jostling through a crowded street, but life is also running barefoot on a white sandy beach.
Life is wall of disappointments, but life is also...