Author: unitechy

  • The Grass is Always Greener on the Mediocre Side

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    I dream of being a mediocre man,Utterly average, an unexceptional specimen.No greatness to aspire to, no failure to fear,Just blissful, unburdened, blessed mediocrity. I’d scale no mountains, set no world on fire,But neither would I feel the weight of expectation.I could simply exist, unencumbered by ambition,Free to revel in the glory of my own ordinariness.…

  • Home is no longer a place

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    Bombay dreams in sepia tones,Konkan whispers through cracked phones.Kadak chai, now a bittersweet sip,Pani puri’s ghost on a longing lip.Local’s rhythm, a distant lullaby,Once scorned, now draws a wistful sigh.Mumbai’s chaos, a siren’s song,Calling me where I don’t belong.Reality fades, leaving only the shine,Of a home that was never so divine.Distance softens the rough and…

  • Delusion of Reprieve: Clinging to last hope

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    In psychiatry, the concept of the ‘delusion of reprieve’ describes how a condemned person might irrationally cling to the hope of a last-minute pardon. Viktor Frankl discusses this idea in Man’s Search for Meaning, extending its relevance far beyond its original context. When a relationship I valued ended abruptly, I found myself trapped in a…

  • Longing for Open Spaces

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    Bir. Paragliders dotted the horizon, landing in the wide-open space next to my temporary home. We all gravitated there, day after day. Six evenings, I was pulled in too.   Back in Bangalore, concrete and glass hem me in. No patch of earth to call our own, no place to just be.   Rewind to…

  • Spend All

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    I didn’t earn much in my 20s which birthed my lifelong struggle with splurging. While my folks were content with parental support, I grappled with the guilt of not pulling my financial weight. This inclination towards frugality tagged along into my thirties, where every dime was unnecessarily stretched thin. Since last few months I’ve tried…