P.S. (Personal Postscriptum on Literature)

P.S. on Leo Tolstoy’s Marriage Diaries

"Happy families are all alike; every unhappy family is unhappy in its own way."  - One of Tolstoy's best-known quotes, for the reason of our universal nodding to it. Surely we know Anna Karenina which birthed it, (or probably vice-versa), we know War and Peace, we may likewise know  his novels and stories - but there… Continue reading P.S. on Leo Tolstoy’s Marriage Diaries

Travel and Life Journals

The Fifth Anniversary

Five years ago today, I made my way home across 8000 km of sky, land, and ocean. I'd been away for 12 years. I sat suspended, tasting the feel of Time on my lips, looking down at retreating lands veiling a future being minutely drawn over with dense cloud coverage. I was but a somnambulist… Continue reading The Fifth Anniversary

P.S. (Personal Postscriptum on Literature)

P.S. on Joseph Brodsky’s ‘In Praise of Boredom’

"Life is worth living, even in a prison cell" said Artur  Rubinstein. These words had always caused conflicting emotions in me. While believing in their completely unhypocritical power, it had always escaped me how they're possible in hard core reality. "Life is worth living, even in a prison cell".  A strong and demanding statement which few… Continue reading P.S. on Joseph Brodsky’s ‘In Praise of Boredom’

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A thought on Autumn

Autumn Isn't dreary, autumn isn't a maid grown old. Autumn is a maid stripped bare. By rain, by wind, by human hand. Undressed. Left to live with  bare essentials. Only thus, she shall come to know the bare essence of things. And waiting for new times she will praise these. What she's waiting for is… Continue reading A thought on Autumn