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Sleepless in Mumbai

 I dream of waking up at 4.30 am every day on a regular basis. I suppose it will give me a lot of calm and peaceful time to work with and help me finish half a day's work without breaking a sweat. I woud like my day to start with meditation, which I have no experiential clue about. I know the concepts around it but I haven't made a proverbial leap across the experience. Anyway... I woke up early today. And I am wide awake but it didn't match my dream of waking up. Wide awake as opposed to being awake and in a state of stupor for another hour and a half. I miss the voice of the bird who I have only heard and never seen. It wasn't a mere chirp. It was more than a beautiful chirp. It was a conversation, I didn't understand I thought of the dream that I dreamt about yesterday. I have no idea why it built upon another dream. They are like parts of a dream series. They made me uncomfortable. They felt so real that I couldn't distinguish between dream and reality.  I c...

Torture Them, Lose Them

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I was on a phone call with my cousin. She was telling me about her year-and-a-half-year-old daughter who was unwell. She had fever. They had gone to a pediatrician who recommended her medicinal syrup. My cousin was frustrated that her daughter had started spitting out the medicine as soon as she gave it to her. It was a difficult situation. I visited this cousin a couple of days later. As we chatted, her daughter played at the other end of the room. Later my cousin interrupted our conversation to give her daughter the medicine. She was tense about what would happen. She walked into the kitchen quietly, came back with a teaspoon and headed to the medicine shelf. Her daughter started cry as she picked up the medicine bottle. And then, I saw an unexpected scene play out before my eyes. As my tensed cousin started pouring the medicine into the spoon, her daughter started to retch. She was about to throw up. Frustrated, my cousin poured the medicine back into the bottle. Her daughter also s...