Musings on Writing, Life, and Movies: A Personal Reflection
Just woke up this morning and realized that I was in the mood to write. I have ideas, I make rough notes or rough drafts at times, but it’s only when that perfect moment arrives ( flow state ) that I grab a cup of coffee, help myself with some popcorn, play some soulful songs on iTunes, and sit down to write. There’s no fixed time or pattern. Somehow, I know when it occurs. A lot has happened in the last few days of my life. Thankfully, most of it has been pleasant. Screwed up my MBA entrance exams, got placed for a job, and spent a memorable last month at college with friends. Have you ever noticed the herd of auto-rickshaw drivers who just rush in as soon as any train arrives at the railway station? It gets irritating when you return to your hometown by the 8AM train, are barely alive and there is this tornado of questions thrown at you: “Sir, auto chahiye?” “Hotel?” “Achcha hotel. Bahut services hain wahan, sir.” Most of the time, I try to be nice to people, but sometimes it gets a...