My Ramblings

                                                Courtesy:  greecehighdefinition The pair was asleep with their backs glued to each other. Like the Platonian soulmates lying together in deep slumber, they were finally at peace. He had entangled one of her feet between his two to stay enmeshed while she looked to curl her other one into the mess. It was not coercive. They had both wanted to stay interlaced for as long as they could. It was going to be morning and they would be separated, not much different from the way Zeus had severed the soulmates to salvage the superiority of God. There was no other thought in their mind at that time. They never found time to boast about their love, their togetherness, or the joy they shared. They knew they didn’t possess the capacity for hubris. The time together was just not enough to sha...

Image Courtesy:  www.vecteezy.com I have started reading  The Picture of Dorian Gray. It is not an easy read; to speak fairly, philosophy cannot be. It is mostly because we aim to learn everything about the universe in minimum words. I remember the writings of Aurobindo, where pages would go flipped one after the other without a full stop in sight. Reading those lines felt taxing then. In those moments I had felt there was a need to ease philosophy. Just to let philosophy breathe; or somehow innoculate the student with more oxygen so they let philosophy in easy. One of my cousins posits that if one can't explain something in one or a maximum of two lines, he or she possesses only a vague amount of information about the subject. I had aligned with the same school of thought too only to be shied away when the same action was applied to explain philosophy. I have been a student of Philosophy for some time and have gathered some knowledge about a handful of philosophers. Comprehe...