ANMona Canvas

Everybody apparently teaches how to love, however, those novels, movies or theoretical lovers never teach you how to Un-Love! It is a tricky business, I tell you! So, first of all, one needs to figure out if the love they have been bragging about all this while, is the kind of love you want to cling on to or the one that comes like the calm before an apocalypse. The love of your life is the kind of love you’d intend to cling on to. However, the love of a lifetime always comes in a package of perfection that is toxic to own and shattering to let go. Let go! It restores peace and harmony in an otherwise jeopardized life!  Your whole life either goes, searching for that one true love that you never let go in the coming twenty five years possibly. However, that love of a lifetime is your one epic love that you’re stumped by in all this soul searching! It comes like the whiff of your favourite flavour of cheese that you should resist yourself from, in order to stay healthy,...

The world’s most controversial and evident dilemma that every human being has to go through, incessantly! By the end of early to mid – twenties, depending on the level of maturity, almost everyone hones the art of handling and coping with the daily worldly problems, that cross our paths, if not solve them. However, when there’s a civil war between the heart and the mind, how to tame either of them or both for that matter of fact, and arrive at a decision? Even worse, when your subconscious decides to pick a fight between the righteous side and the evil side, the side that guides you to do whatever is good for you and the people closest to you, and the side that selfishly just guides you to fulfil all your desires and supports all your darkest emotions! What do you do? When the subconscious is gone and you’re consciously struggling to prove a point, whom should you turn to, to help you out?  The mind is a surreal place, if you ever enter anyone’s. Externally the pers...

As the comfortable Volvo halted at the KMC gates, with a jerk, it was time to start a new chapter in life, MANIPAL! The morning did not see the consoling rays of the beautiful Sun that sets in the lost edges of the End Point. Thus, on a misty Thursday morning, as a flu-attacked girl, this journey in a whole new world had started. Manipal had given the coolest warm welcome with the intermittent bursts of drizzle, a signature of the place for six months of the year! Lost as it felt, for the first few months, like the aimlessly wandering clouds in the evening sky, confused whether to pour down or control her emotions, Manipal had rightfully taught, how to stay put. I could feel the dampness of each morning, at the corner of my eyes, missing the gentle motherly touch. Usually Sun used to show up late, especially during those 8 o’clock classes. The lush greenery around used to carefully hold the sparkling dewdrops from the darkness of the night and offer a canvas for the m...