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The Free Batland :

Tuesdays have an uncanny ability to feel like the worst day of the week.

As I navigate this day, a sense of helplessness washes over me. It’s akin to being trapped inside an iron cage, reminiscent of a prisoner serving out a painstaking sentence. The streets, which should be pathways to freedom, instead feel like they are closing in around me.

Every public space I encounter lacks a true sense of openness; they seem more like private enclosures, where the vibrant beauty that once filled my senses has been commodified. Everything meaningful feels restricted by a price tag—each moment of peace, each breath of fresh air I crave, every glimmering view of nature seems to come with a cost that I can’t afford.

In search of solace, I wander to the most forgotten, neglected corner of the city—a dump yard that epitomizes despair. Here, the remnants of discarded lives—a collection of rusty, non-functional cars—lie abandoned, like forgotten dreams. Strangely, this barren landscape serves as a reminder of resilience; cab drivers still wash their vehicles here despite the repeated warnings plastered across signs: "Washing vehicles is prohibited." They make the best of their surroundings, using the murky sewage water that appears deceptively cleaner to polish their cabs, which will whisk through the city’s streets all day long.

As I meander through this dismal setting on a Tuesday morning, I’m approached by a passerby who interrupts my thoughts with a simple question: "What’s the time?" Without glancing at my phone, I respond with confidence, “It’s 8 am.” After a few more strides, curiosity gets the better of me, and I slip my hand into my pocket to check. To my astonishment, it’s a perfect 8:00 am on the dot. I feel a surge of pride—maybe I truly am a genius of timing.

The air is thick with sounds that grow louder; it takes a moment for me to realize that what I assumed were birds awakening for the day are actually large bats, the true inhabitants of this "shittiest place." They flutter around, sharing tales of their nocturnal adventures as dawn breaks. A whimsical thought crosses my mind—I mused, “Maybe I’m a bat too, perhaps even a Batman.” In that moment, a strange sense of peace fills me, akin to those hanging bats, in their own world of tranquility.

As I continue my journey, I see a yellow bus stop with a steel bench, glimmering in the early sunlight. My heart lifts; here is a public space that feels genuinely open. “Finally, somewhere I can rest without the burden of costs,” I think. I take a moment to sit down, inhale deeply, and allow the small comfort of being among strangers who won't judge me for simply existing.

Just a few steps away, behind a barbed wire enclosure, I spot a somber gathering—the stark presence of roughly eleven soldiers standing in respect for a fallen comrade. The black coffin at their center holds a life that was dedicated to the service of others. Friends diligently place flowers atop the casket, paying tribute to a soul lost too soon. In this poignant moment, I feel compelled to honor him too. I consider taking a moment to mourn—not just for him but for the air I breathe, the freedom to walk, to think, and to write these very lines. He sacrificed everything so that we could enjoy these liberties. Perhaps we should all take a moment to mourn for the soldiers who continually strive to protect our freedoms.

Now, as the clock ticks to 8:47 a.m I notice the bats have settled into an undisturbed slumber. The sun rises higher, pouring down its golden rays, illuminating the surroundings. In this moment of clarity and peace, it seems fitting to bid farewell to this "Batland," an oasis of freedom found amidst the chaos.

As I wrap up the experience of this “Free Batland” on a particularly challenging Tuesday, I can’t help but feel grateful. Attached are a few snapshots capturing the essence of this unusual haven.

Wishing you all a joyful weekend ahead!

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Book Review for "Dumb Story".

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To write a fiction was a long standing wish. But I was unsure where to start and how to start.

The challenge was to write something when you don't have any plot ready, but you still choose to face the blank page everyday.

For quite some time, I've harbored a desire to delve into the world of fiction writing. Yet, I found myself grappling with the daunting question of where and how to begin such a journey.

The real challenge lay in mustering the courage to confront the blank page each day, armed with nothing but the determination to forge ahead without a preconceived plot. Crafting a compelling narrative out of what often felt like a haphazard collection of thoughts proved to be an arduous task.

This writing project has been an ongoing endeavor for 9 months now. The majority of it has taken shape during my expeditions through bustling city streets and my ventures across various modes of transportation, be it in cabs, trains, or airports. It's been my experience that the act of physical movement seems to act as a catalyst, sparking my creative impulse and fueling my desire to write.

I'm eager for you to delve into my work and share your thoughts on the experience it evokes.

Read it here:

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First five pages of the "Dumb Story". Enjoy reading.

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Mindcraps™ presents "Trust Playin".

Those clouds of mistrust recede

tinged with a bit of purple envy,

trust comes back yet again;

Bit by bit

the effervescent blues,

emerge yet again;

Trust sprinkled all over

those sands,

whose colours being stolen;

Now,

washed away,

by the Blues from heaven.

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Mindcraps™ presents "The Otherside".

We embarked on an adventurous journey that led us deep into uncharted territory. As we pushed our limits and faced obstacles aplenty, we found ourselves at a dead end, craving a much-needed cup of tea to revive our spirits. Lost in the heart of a dense forest, the prospect of finding comfort seemed bleak.

But we refused to give in to despair and pressed on. Amidst the thick haze, we stumbled upon an incredible sight - a mystical brass samovar nestled in the jungle, surrounded by three symmetrical stacks of bricks. The long vertical cylinder emitted wisps of smoke, creating an enchanting and mysterious atmosphere.

With curiosity piqued, we dared to explore further. Removing the top cylinder, we revealed a raging fire within the samovar, heating water to a boil and infusing the air with the delightful aroma of tea. A small brass cup lay beside the samovar, beckoning us to indulge in the warmth and comfort we so desperately sought.

Hypo Realistic paintings: Oil on Quality Primed Cotton Pre-Stretched 10" Inch Circular Canvas.

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Mindcraps™ presents "Dried Twigs".

Change is the constant happening above and beneath the surface of every life and non-life. Change is a fundamental and unceasing process that occurs continuously both above and below the surface of all living and non-living things.

Throughout the seasons, the vibrant greenery of trees, the lush shrubs, the sprawling grass, and the neat hedges gradually transition from their lively green hues to a weathered brown, before eventually fading into a deep, enigmatic black.

In this stage, even the dead twigs, once seemingly inconsequential, play a vital role in the natural landscape.

Consider this scenery devoid of lifeless elements. Without the presence of these dried-up twigs, the scene would lack depth and vitality. Contrary to initial appearances, the withered twigs infuse the scene with a unique sense of life and character.

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Mindcraps™ presents "The Embrace".

Living in close harmony with nature is an unparalleled joy. Embracing the simplicity of thatched huts adds a unique charm to life. While challenges may arise, the unparalleled beauty and tranquility make them worthwhile. Those integrated with nature's embrace are truly living a dream, a reality that city dwellers can only imagine.

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Mindcraps™ presents "The Crack".

I was thrown into the dustbin,

was hanged into a wall once

long back,

maybe a decade long;

Two confused hands

Crafted me,

Intertwining us,

an attempt to never separate;

Our love was blooming

Like that of

two little girls

trying to know each other better;

Then one day

The very hand

that crafted me

The very hand

that showcased me

Threw me in the thrash

So fast as if nobody would notice;

One tired eye

was glancing however,

I was saved and

put into the wall back;

Gave me a different name

and put it out for the world to see,

The cracks are still there

but healed over time.

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Mindcraps™ presents "Broken wall".

Exploring what lies beyond a broken wall is always full of surprises. You never know what you might stumble upon. Sometimes it's an unexpected shock, and other times it's a delightful discovery.

Consider this - a floating brown object catches your eye. It's not perfectly round, more like a broken circle. It's as if someone sliced it and only kept a part of the curve intact. A fascinating, earthy brown object, just floating there.

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Mindcraps™ presents "Non-trying".

Art is characterized by its non-trying nature. "When you try, you don't achieve. When you don't try, you achieve something."

So, should we make an effort or not bother at all? Not trying means that the process hasn't even started. Therefore, initiating is crucial. Once initiated, you can then relax and go through some stages of 'non-trying'.

Our minds are intriguing. When you are in non-trying mode, the opposite happens. It immerses you into an intensely focused state where the actual work becomes remarkable. This is not just applicable to art but to all pursuits. The value of the relaxed non-trying mode is significant.

Here's an example of a non-trying piece to enjoy.

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Mindcraps™ presents "Tender Eyes".

Creating a great work requires several key elements. Firstly, it takes audacity to even start the endeavor. Taking that initial step is often the most challenging and courageous act. Secondly, remaining non-judgmental throughout the process is crucial. This means not allowing self-criticism to hinder progress. Lastly, continually iterating the work with the same passion is essential. This persistent dedication is what sets the foundation for creating magnificent work. We are excited to share some of our early versions of the work, which are like the essential building bricks that have contributed to our current creations. Look at them with your tender eyes.

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