Redhya

Life is a continuous interaction with the system i.e., the cosmos, and the awareness of this interaction is commonly known as consciousness. This interaction whether being abided by a set of principles or not doesn't actually affect the totality of the system. One restricting life to merely some inherited information from surrounding cultures (subsets of the system) is like keeping oneself inside certain sized spheres only. But living inside these unchanging spheres is a free will. Furthermore, it's not an inferior way to interact with the cosmos. As a matter of fact, there’s no standard way to interact. This is majorly because of two reasons: Destruction and creation are intrinsic parts of the cosmos. The totality of the cosmos vibrates between them. Death is the destruction of information; whereas, life is the creation of information. Plus, information can be passed on through events. During the transition of an entity from life to death, information also transforms. The tota...

A blank white sheet, spread over my computer screen, pulls through my psychotic gaze that has consumed my several NOWs . And yet every NOW looks the same as though the “god” stopped time. A glass of water on a table beside me has been untouched for two hours now. Unwanted particles are lying on its surface; they want to cut the top layer of the shaped water to coalesce with the water. Later, the water and the particles will entangle with particles in my body. And this tiny series of entanglements will become a part of one supreme entanglement. “The First Sentence” Gradually, the sheet is getting blurrier than before. My gaze is still fixed on the screen; however, the sheet fades into oblivion. As I lose myself in the moment, I see myself (matter) exploding into infinite indivisible particles leaving only a void behind. And each particle is being entangled with other particles in nature. My consciousness, which has kept me busy and sane until now, has disintegrated into particle consci...

tiptoe when you enter my mind, else you might stir massacred thoughts and gagged verses. tied together and hidden in the attic, they sometimes come alive in the forms of remorse and ulcers. it’s not a good day. thus, tonight, before i sleep, i may kill some more imaginations. scrumpled papers, backspaces, and deletes are to be blamed some keystrokes animate a blank page if a paper is a plane, words are its wings. a shadow, cast by a table lamp, stares me down until i slash those wings a strange fear prohibits me from being myself i want to be free - free from fears perhaps, some day, i’ll burn the attic down to ashes and you'll see me unfiltered and fearless i’ll be raw *** buy my books on amazon -  redhya

you asked me - why are you not the same? and why have you changed? i avoided to tell what i'd done and what i'd become, for when i thought why i was changed, it’d make me scream at you thousand times in my head and after screaming, i'd collapse like a feeble child and ask you - why? you never knew why I'd always laugh. i was so afraid of traumas that a laugh would keep me sane and away from pain. but you, selfish-bitch, scraped my wound ’til it started bleeding. i bled. well when i kissed you, it reminded you of him. and you cringed at my lust! i know - i wasn't the one you had dreamt of, but trust me, I was tryin’ to be i opened up to you to show you my inside. we travelled deep under the ocean and tried hard to be lost, but you always had an eye on the trails. you and your ulterior motives - how much you knew one another - i don’t know. i think - i never completed you i was merely an escape for you, a secret passage to a place named imagination i was a kit...

Vaccine Appointment or Flash Mobile Sale My experience of getting the first dose of Corona vaccine [covishield] in Dehradun was buttery smooth and hassle-free. Therefore, I ought to applaud the commendable service of nurses, staff, and of course our state government. :) On April 28th, 2021, I came across a notification that read – “Indian government opens covid-19 vaccine registration for above 18 years.” I promptly registered myself on the Aarogya Setu app the very day. The notification further stated that the vaccination drive would start on May 1st, 2021. The registration process was easy. However, to be honest, booking a slot on Co-WIN is like buying a mobile phone in a flash sale on Flipkart. Every day the sale starts at 4 pm. If you are a few minutes late, you won’t get a slot since a lot of people, just like you, want to be vaccinated. Besides, the low number of vaccines is the root problem. Don’t use the Aarogya Setu app to book a slot, but instead use the CO-WIN website. Ke...

Chapter One Having talked to some of the group members that were mostly infamous boys and girls at school, Tara curiously looked at a new face standing at a distance and trying to be low-key. “Who’s he?” whilst staring, she asked Mayank. “He’s my friend from 10th B.” All of a sudden, the new face turned towards her. She was slightly taken aback by a tiny smile across his face. Flaunting his cute dimples, he looked nonchalant. Mayank gestured to him to join them. “You have a name?” She asked the boy; her curiosity was an icebreaker. “Lakshya” Pondering for a while, she said, “You don’t seem like a Lakshya.” “What do you mean?” “You shouldn’t be a Lakshya. You should be a Sahil.” “What?” Lakshya couldn’t understand the sudden imposition of a random name to him. He further said, “It’s just a name. You needn’t be rigid about it.” Hardly giving any attention to his words, she added, “Besides that, you look like my dead grandmother.” “What the hell! I’m a boy.” “You’re a Sahil and my dead gr...

The onset of the second corona wave in India brought a series of incessant tragedies. Devastated cities mourned burning pyres with ghastly flames approaching the sky, and the world heard our cry. *peace comes after war* At the beginning of 2021, lives around us started to blossom again; some attempted to live the life they used to live before March 22, 2020 ( Janta Curfew ). Mass gatherings [because of festivals, protests, religious ceremonies, rallies, etc] normalized anti-covid behaviour. Consequently, people conjectured that perhaps the virus wouldn’t hurt them or their family. It’s a psychological issue we can’t picture our loved ones in a grieving state. But this inability of ours doesn’t make them immune to the virus. And soon janta began to disregard the covid guidelines as per their conscience and comfort. Many asymptomatic people were roaming about, unknowingly increasing the spread. Further, not isolating, people, who refused to accept that they were infected even when they ...