Anish Nadh’s Blog

Back in the day, some time in 2008, I worked two jobs, advertising and teaching music at Adobe. There, I met Hemanth, this awesome guy with all the recording gadgets and he was way ahead of everyone else! Absolutely brilliant. He knew just about everything tech, and he was everyone’s go-to guy for any tech related issues.  He became my guitar student for a short bit and helped make my business logo. We reconnected after all these years on linked-in! Now he “founded” the soon to be Design Brain Studio and together we are revamping my music school’s website, changing the logo a tad bit, to fit in with the modern minimalist trend.  It’s been amazing interacting with him, to understand what tech goes behind making a website. Very insightful interacting with him because we are similar, turning our passion into business.  And, I can’t believe I was considering a corporate career a few months ago. 

It must be my new routines, I’m just falling dead asleep! Not saying my sleep is great, at least I’m not waking up in the middle. Here are some things I do to sleep well.  1. Read . I think books just puts me to sleep and also helps me take my mind off the added stress from work and keeps me away from my phone.  2. No caffeine . I don’t drink coffee or tea regularly and it has had an impact on my quality of sleep. I’m able to just summon the sleep goddess as and when I want.  3. Walk or workout. A short walk or hitting the gym after dinner (not immediately) pushes my body to its limits. I’m too tired to deal with any other problems and I just need my bed  4. Early dinner . This is a luxury. Mom makes sure my dinner is available at 6:30 pm. And early dinner means, I’ve dealt with digesting the food I ate before I go to sleep.  5 . Limiting interactions with people.  This has definitely helped with sleeping on time, with no late night calls.  6. Avoiding water after 8 PM.  This is to m

Cold showers was something that he hated. Guess what he did yesterday? He added a jug full of ice to his bucket. The ice melted and the water was cold. He took a mug full and poured it slowly over his head. It felt like he was being stabbed by a million daggers. He breathed heavily, gasping for air. His spine sent a jolt of electricity through his back and arms. He breathed to collect himself, and sweared he will never do this again, after today. He took a deep breath and poured the next mug, exhaling with it.  “Not bad “ said he, to himself. Then, he was numb to the cold water. His skin tightened, he had goosebumps, that he rubbed off with soap and washed it off again with ice cold water.  He felt calm. It must be the cathartic effect of ice. He dabbed the water off his body. Then he had his lunch and after that under the sheets he went, dreaming. 

I walk in circles,  On cobbled ground Trees, bamboos, fallen leaves and seeds, That’s all I see  Noon, Squirrels,  They used to scatter, As they heard my quick feet.  Now, they are used to me,  I’m harmless,  So they just ignore my existence.  Night, Lovers, Waiting for me to pass,  I move about quickly,  Allowing them to steal quick kisses,  Then they leave, holding hands.  Now they are used to me,  I’m harmless,  So they just smile at me I still walk in circles, On cobbled ground Miles and miles I must go Before I sleep. 

I have no bigger picture in mind with the things I am doing in life right now. I’m just trusting the process and sticking with it one day at a time. I’m challenged every minute, every second on what to eat, to move, to drink, to read, to work, plan and execute.I am fighting all my cravings with every inch in my soul. All I can do is, stay humble  and stand by my truth. I hate all this. I find courage with this thought every day. “ If it kills me, so be it ”

In my dream, I was in a bus, to destination unknown. The journey was amazing. The bus drove through a tea estate, through a cold rainy Bangalore like weather. I took a deep breath of fresh air. The journey continued to a scene change. Now, on either side were tall trees with dark green foliage. The bus picked up speed and came to a sudden halt. A huge tree fell, blocking the road. Calls were made to get the trunk removed, but the work would take atleast 5 hours.  So I walked on. I saw friendly elephants and bears that didn’t attack me. I climbed a Jamoon tree, picked fruits.  Walked on bare feet, as my shoes vanished magically.  The soles of my feet and toes were dripping blood. As I walked on, I saw a tree that grew guitars as fruits. I plucked one that read TAYLOR. Then I saw another tree, it had my friends and family as fruits. I walked past them and saw another tree with my students hanging on as fruits. We played some music together, and I said my goodbyes to them reluctantly. The

To completely feel like a South Indian man, one should get comfortable wearing a lungi. I used to struggle to wear it. Then, after so many failed attempts, it grew into me. It’s all about how comfortable one feels and the confidence to just wear it around.  I went shopping for a mundu  (lungi, but that off white thing mallus wear around onam)  last time I was in my native! I realized Mallu men take  mundu   shopping very seriously. The options they have especially in the handloom section was too much to handle.  My granny had her keys and a penknife on her person always. She wore those checked lungies and had a way to fold in a pocket where she stored money, knife, betel leaves, tobacco etc! Ask for anything, she would produce it from the magic lungi.   The last Onam function I was at, I carried my phone and earphones in my lungi fold. But the onam wear is unlike your regular wear. It’s quite stiff, and does not fit your body easily. It was difficult sitting on the floor for the sadya