Anish Nadh’s Blog

Limits were tested, Boundaries were drawn. We were no victims,  Just two intertwining souls! We gave and we took, We spoke and we listened, We shared everything,  Everything under the sun. You made me food, You shared songs of love, You spoke with such kindness… So I fell in love with you. Our conversations took me Under a sky full of stars. I wait every day To hear from you again. No, I haven’t spoken about you much! No one will ever know. I’ll take this secret to my grave, Nobody will ever know. Yes, it’s true, I want a child from you. Would any man love you?  Love you as I do? As the tides of time turns,  Our paths may never cross!  You’ll never read these words!  Only God knows these words are true. 

Everyone seems so eloquent and flawless with the English language these days, thanks to ChatGPT! What used to be simple conversations no longer feel natural. It's like everyone suddenly has the vocabulary of Shashi Tharoor. Let me share an instance. I recently received an annoyingly long message from someone pointing out the faults in me. But I was  mesmerized  by how well it was written. This person was never so expressive or articulate when we spoke face to face. I hesitated a bit to respond because I knew I’d be competing with ChatGPT. But I sent a one-liner, apologizing anyway because I was at fault here! Who wants to fight Ai? Not me! I understand bloggers, businesses, or websites using AI for content. I have used the platforms too! But using AI for  conversations ? That’s THE next level. I suppose it’ll just take time for people to get used to translating their thoughts through AI, sending them off, and then having the receiver use AI again to decode it back into so...

1. Surround yourself with people whose eyes light up when they see you coming. Not everyone who enters your life is meant to stay. Some people reveal their true colours over time. When they no longer need you, they move away and that’s okay. You don’t have to keep holding space for people who only show up when it’s convenient for them. Even if they’re family, it’s okay to walk away from places where you feel disrespected or blamed for things you didn’t do alone. You deserve to be in circles where you’re valued, respected, and genuinely wanted. 2. Slowly, is the fastest way to get to where you want you be.  You don’t need shortcuts or quick wins. You’d rather take your time, work with care, and build something gradually. It’s like investing, you value steady, long term growth than the rush that day trading gives to you. Even learning music is enjoyable when you work on something slowly and keep working at it, till you get it up to speed.  3. The top of one mountain is the botto...

I played a bitter sweet symphony,  The guitar listened,  We both hummed along.  I played with passion,  I felt the music.  It was the best few minutes!  We were in the zone.  Together,  We made music,  I fused into it!  I just couldn’t think.  Blood rushed through my veins.  I floated in that feeling,  I loved the way, it made me feel.  I played, just for me,  The secret music that no one else will ever hear.  My right hand plucked the strings roughly,  The other held her neck gently fretting,  My lips sang gloriously!  I felt my soul leave my body,  And connect to a bigger entity.  The universe and I,  We became one.  I broke every sacred rule of music,  Religion couldn’t contain me,  “Heavenly Father I have sinned” Shame.  Guilt.  But the Symphony?  Bloody Sweet!

I watched a few Wimbledon matches recently and was quite impressed by Djokovic’s calmness and composure during the game. Even during high pressure, he kept his cool and was super focused. He has been reappearing on Wimbledon for atleast a decade now.  I looked him up, and noticed that he was a man of routine, with intense workout, training and he even ate clean. Growing up in war zones, he trained through the bombings, I found it very inspiring. He credited his supportive parents for all his achievements. And he has a very well balanced work-life situation with his wife and kids. They accompany him to the games.   I saw the match he lost to Sinner, perhaps Sinner was much younger and quicker at his feet. Though Djokovic is out from the finals, I’m sure he left a great impression to many around the world.  “For when the One Great Scorer comes to mark against your name, He writes not that you won or lost, but how you played the game! ” Grantland Rice

I spent time nurturing your light, And you spent yours nurturing mine. Together, our light burned bright. But in the blink of an eye a whirlwind, Extinguished your precious light… and mine. Darkness. In the dark, the wind carried us apart. We learned no one else can nurture our own light. “we won’t let anyone else extinguish it again” we decided.  I chose to stay away, from threats and natural calamities, Picked up my extinguished lamp and fed it oil. Then,  I heard the strike of a match.  A spark! My lamp was lit once more. I watched my light spread, Pushing back the dark. Then I saw her face, She was beautiful. It was her. She had started the fire. I wait for the next whirlwind! 

Today I attended an acoustic guitar concert by Sanjay Devicha. I met Anurag from Rolling Stones Magazine and  Bruce. Bruce also played tonight.  Not getting into details but, I had the best pasta ever! It was creamy with a hint of lemon and of-course with a generous serving of Parmesan cheese. On the menu was beer, which I avoided, then came salad, chicken, eggplant and pasta. Dessert was caramel custard and Dutch chocolate cake.  After this, I listened to Frank Zappa and Paco de Lucia on vinyl. Then it was all fun and games until 3:00.  Amongst all the fun, I forgot to blog. But the challenge is to write before I sleep. I’m still wide awake. On to a long night.