Just A Simple Sunday: Recent Episodes
Kannita Biswas
This about me putting in record the thoughts on a simple Sunday afternoon and asking a few questions about our life and privileges that we often don't bother to talk about. It a part of my rhythm song.
Christmas 2022, has changed my life forever. I'm sure it'll hold much more in the years to come, but this one was just very different- having lost my father to a heart attack. And, this episode would be a small tribute to his life and my journey of coping with this change.
This constant act of not comparing that I ask my parents to unlearn, is a act of moral I must religiously work towards.
A normative way of life is very Cyclical, which can be both very good or very very bad. Based on the majority of 'very-s' in the above sentence, let's assume is more of bad. But, I'm battling it everyday and oneday or never I may have a more affirmative answer. For now, this is a question I need you answer and think upon. Don't let your cycles, eat out of you.
Yet again, a daily dose of my window view. I see people, love, faces, emotions, smiles and a reflection of me in their eyes. I stare and just observe.
The month of July, makes me wonder is what is what is? Is being Busy, only an act of productivity? Are you lonely if you are only 'thinking' ? Is activity only an act that is legitimate and successful?
A question too often asked, but what does it mean for you to leave? For me, it's an amalgamation of wrongly used words while debating the basic idea of a leave.
Everyday life in its simple self is always considered to be mundane and passing, with the eager hope of it revisiting yet again tomorrow. But, in this life-less world of pain, destruction, hatred, power and shame the possibility of a tomorrow has shrinked in scale by the multiples of prime number 3. So, today I breathed a little softly and let the wind take me with them for a while amidst nature, someone I so ardently adore. Here I bare witness to the beauty I see, you may see through me.
The generic myth that hoovers around the idea of female Friendships and Bonds are deliberately filled with malice and patriarchal hatred, where as the real story is so much more beautiful. Here's is a small un-confornted account of my experience with female friendships and bond, here's my tribute to my Rez Girls.
This is my first episode for the coming decade, with us having very little or rather no knowledge of how it will be. This is a small effort I put in to quarrel with my own mind over the uneasiness of blatant predictability. It's a very simple recording, so please shrug aside any mistakes I've made. And please do tell me what it makes you feel.
This is me Kannita talking about a dim and rather insignificant Sunday summer day, commonly mixed with something too special or different. But, it's also just a day.