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The Lightning before the Thunder

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During the night when everyone is sleeping, I see an unrivalled proportion of creativity in the sky. The clouds are floating, and the sky looks brilliant. But I love it more when the sky is accompanied by a cabalistic friend. She is cherished by very few and scary to the little ones. A beautiful beast that roars like a tigress and shines like a diamond. The Lightning before the thunder.

To me, she’s an artist. An artist who wants no name nor has any desires to be celebrated. She acts in every modest way to prove so. Calving a work of art at a time and erasing the spot immediately for a new one like no artist ever would wish to. I have seen lightning using the sky as her blank grey canvases to paint a still life. Spilling the colours perfectly. They were red, purple, grey, black, blue, orange, and whatnot. Those colours are emotions that she painted me with. Painting slightest of blue on my neck, purple to my hair, diluting pink into my eyeballs, and orange was my heart. Red was the crown I was wearing while watching her plays. While she was painting on the sky like her canvas, with her graceful shine and light. But while she unleashes herself, she scares most of you.

I accede having a scant intellect when I attempt to tell her what I see in her. I run out of words to describe the beauty I see. The most aching part to me is the thought that she might be oblivious to how flawless she is. I wish I had a mirror to show her that the beauty in her dance, when she celebrates her skin, comforts my senses. But then I thank creation for the sea that resides on nature’s lap. Maybe she sees herself when she gyrates her tail above the vast sea. One of the most cherished beauties aiding the least acknowledged realize how contained she is.

I’m a Believer. Believer in the existence of the most creative person sitting up there, above me, and even above the sky. He knows that I’m an admirer of nights and I’m hungry. The earthly bread isn’t enough to satisfy the hunger in me. Maybe that is why he decided to feed my soul with his creativity at night and made me a nyctophile.


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You’re Beautiful

Please stop talking about things you want to change about yourself.

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This is the best novel on Indian culture I’ve ever read

I haven’t seen many people reading novels written by Indian authors or books about the Indian culture. I don’t know the reason for it, but I think there are some great reads among them. I came across this particular book “The Henna Artist” by Alka Joshi, when Reese Witherspoon recommended it in her book club.

For those who aren’t familiar with what henna is, it’s a pattern that’s usually drawn on hands by a thick brown herbal paste. The print stays for about a week and it’s a must have at a “rich and elegant” Indian festival.

The story’s based on a 30-year-old woman called “Lakshmi” living in Jaipur during the 1950’s after running away from her abusive husband. She draws henna patterns for the elite women of the society. One day she meets her sister whom she didn’t know existed until then. Her life becomes a roller-coaster ride after that.

Why I love this book so much is because it’s so colorful and everything’s perfectly elaborated. The colors of flowers, fragrances of sweets, feel so real. Joshi also shows the nature of the Indian society driven by the cast system and the way it’s affecting this woman’s life as she fights for her place by herself.

I finished this book in just two days. It was that good. I highly recommend it and I invite everybody to enjoy it.


This is the best novel on Indian culture I’ve ever read was originally published in ILLUMINATION on Medium, where people are continuing the conversation by highlighting and responding to this story.

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