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Liberation over Grief!

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I think I asked a different, possibly irrelevant question last time (The real metamorphosis). Could be time relevant. The question now has been re-directed towards something else this time.

In the last post, I got stuck on usefulness and and which kind I meant. Whether it was something I made for myself or just the price of being kept. I left it open ended because I could not close it. Nor I found the answer. But the book does not end nor focus on usefulness. It ends on liberation.

Gregor dies. The next morning the family does not fall apart nor grieve much. They take the day off. They write letters to their employers. They ride out to the countryside and there is warm sunshine. Somewhere on that ride the parents notices their daughter has grown into a young woman. That is the last page of the book.

Kafka does not punish them for not grieving nor rants about their behavior. He just lets it be true. Last time I read this book from Gregor’s room. This time, I am inside the Grete’s mind.

She is the one who feeds him and tried different foods. She cleans and even tried to looking at him, whatever his body had become. Yet, she is also the one who finally calls him “it“, and says they have to get rid of it. But at the end of the book, her young body stretching is the final piece of words. Young, livelier and ready for a life. The one who cared the most is the one who looks the most free. Liberation over grief!

So maybe usefulness was not the question then. Was it death? I don’t mean death as an ending. But death shows you which kind of love you were living inside. The kind that survives the person, or the kind that was only there because something was needed/meant useful.

So, does death mean liberation? Liberation for whom? To Gregor or Grete?

This liberation didn’t sound like betrayal in the book. Not from Grete’s POV. It is what is happens once the caring stops from being required or even forced upon.

Here is the part I keep getting confused or was wrong about earlier. I used to think relief comes first followed by grief once the shock settles. But, it does not come like that in all scenarios. It is more of subjective to the individuals on which comes first or the second. For Grete, grief followed by relief.

Maybe the ending was never closing Gregor’s story. It was opening theirs or even Grete’s. The tram ride is the honest scene in the whole book, because it is the first time nothing has to be performed for him.

This is what death actually does to everyone when it is allowed to. It does not just remove a person. It removes the performance that grew around keeping them. One more thing is that, Gregor’s last thoughts were about his family. He thinks of them with love. He decides that he should disappear.

So the book does have that kind of love in it. The kind that does not need usefulness to keep going. Maybe this is the answer to my previous post.

I am not sure about it either.

Cheers

PS: Every re-read gives a different perspective.

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On Recovery!

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There is always saying that “Prevention is better than cure”. I believe this most of the time.

But, the uncertainty always exists. Uncertainty doesn’t ask us permission anytime. It hit us at its own time, place, intensity. We never know.

All do we do have is a playbook or mental models we have built over time with the experiences. But these doesn’t help during the uncertainty. But they definitely helps us in deciding what happens after.

Take Noah (my fav name) for an example. He works out well. Watches his diet (carbs, proteins, fats). The micronutrients or fiber are not missed out. Does this mean this person won’t fall sick? No. He might or might not.

But if he falls sick, he comes back faster. That’s the difference. The recovery matter more than ever.

The more Noah walks this health path, more the realization. It’s not about how many days he stayed well. It’s about how many days it took him to recover/ come back to the self.

Maybe, prevention was never about avoiding the fall. Maybe it was always about the comeback. How fast is yours?

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Lifestyle

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A few years ago, FIRE (Financial Independence, Retire Early) was everywhere on LinkedIn and IG. Every fin-influencer would talk about it. I don’t know if it still the norm. But the underlying question is very simple. How much of your life do you actually need to fund vs how much have you decided to fund by default?

Money psychology isn’t universal. It’s shaped by how and what we have lived through through our childhood. Mostly through scarcity, excess, a parent’s anxiety, a childhood that taught you either to save or to spend. So when I read a post like the one going around in the X. A man in Gurgaon, ₹26L a year, ₹15,000 left at the end of the month. My first instinct isn’t to judge the number rather than on the behavior. I don’t know. I am heavily influenced by Morgan Housel on this one. Few things to stress on.

A text excerpt expressing financial burdens and personal frustrations of a software engineer reflecting on his family's financial struggles and his wife's lack of ambition.
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Lifestyle has to be a conversation: Every couple has a spendthrift and a saver in some proportion. TBH, gifted if you could get one in your desired way. But, neither is wrong by default. But if that was never discussed and if one partner is optimizing and the other is drifting, then it will be a total chaos. the math would eventually break and the math game would turn into blame game.

Maximizers vs. satisficers: A distinction I keep coming back to link to my old post. One always wants the best available option and the other wants an option that’s good enough and moves on. It is quite important and maybe worth spending time on identify the areas of maximum and minimum.

Morgan’s line: No matter what you earn, maintaining the lifestyle is what costs you. Income solves today’s number/problems and creates tomorrow’s ceiling. The ₹26L earner isn’t broke because he earns too little. Maybe among the top 5% earners in Indian population? He’s stretched because rent, a car EMI, and ₹50,000/month for one child were never weighed against what the household could actually absorb/handle.

Some of those could be reduced. A family of three has room to renegotiate rent, groceries, even school costs and toys. None of it is fixed the way it’s posted across.

And if the answer is my wife should also earn. It is fair enough in this economy and with rate of inflation, but that has to be a conversation. Women re-entering workforce after a maternity gap is not that easy. The hurdles between the kid, job, household has to be managed. Very few get the resources and the additional support.

None of this erases uncertainty or unforecasted events. Health issues, jobs disappear, rent rises. But blaming a partner (irrespective of the gender) for the shortfall rarely fixes the shortfall.

Cutting expenses does. Saving as a habit does. Constant lifestyle does.

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Delayed Gratification!

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Everyone advices the other falls into two. First as stop scrolling. Second one as, to learn to enjoy a quiet evening once you’ve stopped the former. I assume, they are one loop, seen from different perspective. I believe, it is just an advice to be spread and quite difficult to be followed.

The pull isn’t the content!

TBH, most of things in the feed is forgettable the second we scroll up. Yet, the thumb keep moving, right? Does it end? IG doesn’t show the end of the gird. It feels like there is no end. Like Akashyapathiram, there are n number of new creators and consumers.

This feels addictive because we don’t know what the next scroll/reel gives you. It is usually nothing. Then, suddenly, something that resonates. It’s not chasing the good post. But chasing maybe this next one. That “maybe” is the whole game or to be precise, the anticipation is the word.

Why deleting the app isn’t enough?

Lets say the app is deleted or we have set a timer or even uninstalled. And, obviously it works for awhile. In the long run, does it?

The moment it’s reachable again, the urge to use is back. Sometimes even stronger. This never stops. We try to break the loop and the chain continues.

The Connecting dot

Lets say the boundary has been set. What shows up after the boundary isn’t calm. It’s a flatness/baseline that feels wrong. The empty feeling or dip. Now , this feels like something is missing. Like a void maybe? Not because you miss the app. Because the mind is trained on constant small surprises. It starts treating any steady as a problem to fix that we haven’t identified. Hence, the hand reaches for the phone again.

This is why both pieces of advice fail. Delete the app without expecting the flatness/baseline emotion, and reinstallation is done by day four. Trying to be present while the app is one tap away, feels the loses.

Now swap the app for a person

Lets say someone, who runs hot and cold. Replies fast one day, goes silent for three. Love bombing? Occasionally saying the exact thing that needs to be communicated in a consistent manner.

The core issue, is same as the above. Nothing in this changes too. We are not attached to who they are on average. We are attached to the maybe or the anticipation. Blocking them is deleting the app. And the flatness after is the same. A steady, kind, available person suddenly feels boring, because you’ve learned to read predictability as absence. This doesn’t have to be a partner, could be anyone to whom the issue is dealt with.

One question, not two!

So it’s one loop. The boundary has to hold long enough that ordinary time stops feeling empty and starts feeling ordinary again. Delayed Gratification.

But for how long to delay? I am not sure about this. Subjective to the individuals and the context.

Bu, most probably longer than we want. So don’t aim for feeling good but to stay long enough to stop feeling like loss.

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Curse of Terminologies

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We’ve named everything now. Almost word for most of the feelings and emotions. Hardening. Avoidance. Emotional regulation. Staying in or out. The vocabulary is rich and glamours. The actual part of doing remains as hard as it ever was. All these terms looks similar like a solution for a particular kind of situation. i.e dealing with grief. Be it any kind. There is a follow up question as how do you come of it.

Most people reach out for one of two ways. Stay and harden or leave the place. Both sounds like a perfect answer. Yet, it hides the layers of flaw.

%Hardening: It is more of bracing. Building a shell so less gets through. Even in agriculture, right after tissue culture, the plants left for hardening. So that it gets adapted to the environment. In real life, we put the Buddha’s clam face on for bracing. But the image is wrong. Buddha didn’t harden. He turned inward and towards the difficult things until it loosened its grip. Hardening doesn’t solve but it can hold a lid over a it by a brutal force.

Leave has the opposite. There are lot of quotes on remove the distraction or stay out of the triggers. It may work well on the situation but it does nothing to the internal world. It always travels within one self and not in geographical senses. If a small trigger still sets off, then feeling was never finished.

So the real question carries two context here

  • Do you stay in the situation or leave it? If it is based on the circumstance or geography, then leave or change accordingly.
  • If it is concerned with emotions, accepting is the deal. Facing a feeling benefits in the long run rather than avoiding it and letting it grow.

Avoidance is not as same as steadiness or openness. The former says I don’t care while the latter part says I care yet not knocked over. The numb version looks wise but doesn’t help in the long run. Attaining the steadiness across all walks of life isn’t easy or can’t be forced with words. Trying to be clam while the whole larva churning inside is just hardening again. It starts with a gap of stimulus and response and until the muscle can hold the big things. Listening to the body works over the mind. When the waves are bigger, staying open or openness in a flood might be a trap. Sanity is staying at the edge of the wave and not drawing under it.

This Hardening, avoidance and steadiness might look the same but there is thread of level of difference. Hardening is like building an armor/tool to feel less. Steadiness or staying in build the capacity to hold. The avoidance and steadiness might look the same on the external but it is opposite at the core.

  • Hardening – Feel less
  • Avoidance – Feel less now and more later
  • Staying in – Feel fully now and less later.

Staying steady is not about being robotic to emotions. Sometimes, it better to be shaken (more of a human nature). But it just helps not to be thrown around by everything.

Do these words really matter? I don’t know. Maybe in the introspection or in the analysis, it does help. In the end, the everyone has different definitions of these terms including the word insanity.

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Space for Women!

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When we talk about health, we often imagine gyms, playgrounds, morning runs, structured, and disciplined exercise. But for many women (especially) in tier 2 and tier 3 towns, this version of space is not easily accessible. The system isn’t build around their schedules. This blog explores about the household women rather the rural women who are even pulled into physical labor.

It is that these spaces were never fully designed with women in mind. I am not speaking about the entry. Of course, the playground exists, but is occupied almost entirely by men. I could barely see few women in the ground today. Most of the women are occupied with kitchen and households chores in the morning. Followed by work and the evening duties. Even stepping out for a walk can involve talks and permissions. I believe lot of has guilt for working out for themselves rather than working in the kitchen. Not sure tho.

And yet, here’s the paradox. Women on average, live longer than men.

Initially, this will not make sense. Less access to physical activity should mean poorer health outcomes. Right?

But the reality is more layered and messy. Women’s physical activity often exists in invisible or uncounted forms. Household work, caregiving, daily movement is not labeled as exercise. It demands consistent effort and utmost care. Women are always onto something. I assume most of the women are more into mental and autoimmune condition rather than physical ones.

So the real picture is, Women are healthier, maybe because endure longer. Rn, the system creates a quiet imbalance. Disclaimer: Not quoting this as gender issue but more of design built around.

I am still exploring the data behind this. But the pattern is visible even before numbers.

Yet some are unaware of privilege they have.

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What Boredom is actually doing?

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Every time, I end up digging layers around the idea of boredom.

I’ve written about rest, about boredom, about stillness. Three attempts yet never caught at the core. So here’s another layer added I believe.

We take in a lot. A conversation that didn’t sit right. A decision made too quickly. Something you read and moved past. Something someone said that you filed under think about this later and never did. The intake is constant and raising with the social media. The processing isn’t (Not therapy, lol)

That gap is the backlog or unfinished business or tabs. There is no enough time given to the mind to close it.

TBH, we’re terrified of it. So we fill every gap of emptiness with podcast, scroll, task or even music (Found Guilty) that feels productive. Not because we’re avoiding rest, but because the moment we stop, the load/hanging thoughts becomes visible. This visibility feels like falling behind or even failing.

This is what I finally understand. Boredom isn’t the pile/load. Boredom is what clears it. A days ago I was in the ground for my morning walk. I forgot to recharge data plans. I couldn’t play the music nor Starva. Nothing to do, quite annoyed about it. But the walk really help me in finding the data points for the solution I needed. Because nothing else (music) was occupying the space, so the hanging thing finished processing on its own. It was nice.

They call it as Default Mode Network (DMN). When you stop directing your attention or energy outward, your brain doesn’t go quiet. It switches to a different mode. More of internal kind of one. The one it uses for replaying memories, working over unresolved things, or wandering or making sense of yourself to yourself.

This one, can’t run that opened tabs and a podcast at the same time. The input/consumption has to stop first. That’s the part we keep skipping. This is why boredom is the specific tool.

Meditation, Stillness and Boredom might sound the same, but it is not. Meditation is directed for doing something to your mind or bringing to one thought or one sound or light or even trying not to think or chew on anything. Stillness is a place you arrive at once the noise/thoughts has already settled.

Boredom is messier as compared to both. It is slightly uncomfortable and the mind wanders without a destination. And that exact thing, under which the backlog/pending ones clear. Through it despite the discomfort it feels.

So you don’t sit idle to become creative. You sit idle so the pile can finish itself. Hence, already half-formed ones finally has the room/space to surface.

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Broken Chain of Website Traffic!

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For the past two to three weeks, I couldn’t write the blog posts. The major reason was that I created too many outlets for the dissemination. TBH, most of my free time were occupied by Oil pastels and Arrow (game).

Last Sunday, I was checking my stats in WordPress (Basic plan). The numbers were usually average. It doesn’t fluctuations unless there is a movie blog got a referral or cited. But the numbers were even below average. I convinced myself that maybe because I have written only 4 -5 posts for the past two months.

Then yesterday’s Seth Godin post was slight intruding and helpful. Traffic from search is structurally declining. AI answers your question before you click anywhere. The blog as a traffic machine is a dying model. Read more here.

I went down a rabbit hole after that. Then prompting with Claude gave this chart (see below).

Infographic showing statistics about Google searches, zero-click rates, and publisher traffic losses from 2024 to 2026. Highlights include a 68% rate of searches ending without clicks, a 93% zero-click rate in AI Mode, and significant traffic losses for publishers like HubSpot and CNN.

Then what about SEO?GEO? does it work actually? Not sure. GEO shows your content to the user without having the need of clicking the website. I am not sure if there is anything like google analytics for the ai referrals. GA4? Unclear yet.

A list displaying different search engines and social media platforms with corresponding usage counts, including entries for Instagram, LinkedIn, Google Scholar, and Facebook.

I believe the third one (from the above image) indicates the same. But, it doesn’t show much details on GA4. Or Maybe limited for the plans or no referrals. Whatever. I am planning to adopt the strategies laid by Seth Godin. His prescription are treat traffic as a random gift, not a resource. Serve the smallest viable audience. Build direct subscriber relationships instead.

Writing only for the readers who subscribed or even to the new visitors maybe?.

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Maa Inti Bangaram (2026) Movie Review

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I watched in Tamil, Telugu version wasn’t available here in my town. She could have picked a better dubbing artist for her. It was kind of odd to watch.

This movie is a good entertainer and there is lot of colors in it. Sam took movie single handedly. Of course other supporting roles did play really well. The friend was real phenomenal. The family bonding yet a action sequence was well placed.

Maybe, the background score and music could’ve been better. Even for Hero centric movies, the background scores, music, themes elevate the scenes to an greater extent. I am not sure whether it was purposely subtler it down to bring out more of family vibe than a action one. Action one in Saree!!

Tho, the film tried to bring out a message of accepting daughter in law as either Mahalakshmi or Kali. The difficulties of being a good daughter in law were more as compared to the stress accepting the other.

Overall, it’s good watch for the effort Sam has put in.

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The Real Metamorphosis

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Kafka could have written it as a man with a stroke or a chronic disease. No speech, or movement. Most probably with a feeding tube. Instead, he wrote a man who turns into an gigantic ugly insect. That feels like an odd choice, if he wanted to slap us with the truth.

The book metaphor helps us get close to hard things or even perceive the hard things in life. An insect is strange, scary and could be unreelable at times. The reader can feel disgust without facing what that disgust means about real people. Or maybe metaphor does the opposite. Who knows? But, it does gives us the distance. It lets us write about cruelty without admitting it. It does happens to real bodies, in real homes. I am not sure whether fiction tells the truth. Maybe it just helps us avoid it or sugar coats in a better way.

Either way, something exits in layers. Gregor stops earning money. His family’s love starts to change. Not all at once. First there is worry, then duty and then tiredness. Then his sister calls him it. No one chooses to stop loving him. It wasn’t their choice. But it just turns out their love needed his usefulness to keep going. Once that stopped, they also did.

I used to think that being useful was the most beautiful reason or even a purpose to live. My old blogs scream the same. Something solid to hold onto when nothing else made sense. But these days, with a personal event having happened, there is this particular kind of question that lingers.

Which kind of usefulness did I mean? Is there usefulness I create for myself (a sense of moving forward without any external validation), or is usefulness the price of being kept?

The kind Gregor’s family ran on. I thought I meant the first kind. Now I am not so sure. Maybe confused?

If usefulness is the real foundation and everything stands on it, what happens when it is gone or broken? Not as an idea. But as something a body can no longer do.

That is the real problem with calling usefulness a purpose or a duty. It works until it does not. There is nothing in the idea that tells you what is supposed to hold you up once it is taken away. Is there anything like that? I doubt.

Perhaps that is the most useful thing the insect ever did. Just making us question once you stop reading it as fiction.

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A Room of One’s Own

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Women couldn’t write before, because they had no money and space of their own. Not because the talent wasn’t there. But the conditions weren’t available to them. This was clearly pointed by Virginia Woolf in 1929 in her book. This is one of the most precise argument made in the book.

She tries and brings it out carefully across the literature and books published. For centuries, women were the protected gender. Mostly kept away from hard labor, war, physical danger. On the surface, it looks like care or even protection. But this comes with a price she says.

No access to libraries, no legal right to own property until few decades ago, no institutional recognition. The fragility that followed was biological or intentional? I don’t know. Maybe it was produced by the confinement, then used to justify continuing it.

Think like this. If someone is only ever given desk jobs, never allowed near physical work, and then someone points and says, See, she has no muscle. Right now, most of us don’t have unless we hit the gym or do strength training. That’s not an observation. That’s a setup or system is for generations. Woolf argues that womanhood was a protected occupation. The protection looked like shelter. It was a prison with a nicer name. She also brings out that it would be better to have money than voting power. Seems valid isn’t it? even now?

She builds this argument carefully, almost strategically. And then something I felt strange happens at the end. Maybe after effect of reading Nawal El Saadawi? I am not sure tho.

After documenting every obstacle, generations of women who died without writing a word. Woolf concludes that the greatest creative mind is androgynous. To write without gender. This was quite contradicting to me. Transcending the whole thing entirely. This raised an obvious question.

How do you transcend conditions that were never neutral to begin with? Possible? The androgynous ideal assumes a level of inner freedom (maybe, Zen mode) that only becomes possible after the material conditions (money, time and space for oneself) are already secured. Shakespeare could write without ego about his gender because no one was using his gender against him. Nor he was denied of things.

And then there’s Judith Shakespeare. Woolf’s imaginary sister example. Equally talented, born into the wrong body in the wrong century. Maybe, I need to read again to understand the reference point quoted. We don’t actually know what Shakespeare thought about women and his state of mind while writing. We just know he became the default measure of genius. She could have spoken more of Jane Austen, I believe.

So why that as ending?

Probably because 1929 had limits on how much anger/opinions were allowed to express. The androgyny conclusion was the part that made the rest of the book listenable to people who needed to hear it. Maybe, It was the compromise or maybe not.

Maybe we don’t know Woolf’s full inner state either. Maybe she didn’t pull the punch out of strategy. Maybe she genuinely arrived at gender neutrality not as a compromise, but as someone who had processed the anger so completely that she wrote from the other side of it.

Is the androgynous conclusion a ending she hit, or a place she actually reached genuinely. We can’t know and never know.

But that’s almost the point. She pushed through conditions that were designed to stop her before she started. And somehow, at the end of it, she’s still asking us to go further. To write better, to think freer, to not stop where she stopped.

Cheers

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Obsession (2026) Movie Review

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There is a particular kind of harm that leaves no marks and not spoken much. It accumulates quietly, in choices the other person made before you even knew you were part of the equation. By the time you feel the walls or the bars, you have already been inside them for a long time. Its hard to break or come out of the cage.

Obsession gives this a supernatural frame and a psychological horror. A wish, a piece of willow wood, a transfer of will is the centre theme. It might sound as supernatural or something only on the screens. But this one reminds us about the pattern that runs through ordinary relationships unnoticed.

Disclaimer: Spoiler Alerts! Do watch it!

The real victim

Nikki, independent girl, with a dream of becoming writer or in avengers (lol). She likes someone else yet she asks him directly and he said as friend. Through the scenes, the poem, we come to know that she think Bear as brother. She created a space for him to open up yet then, he used the wish to take what he wants.

We are inside Bear’s longing for most of the narrative or maybe more explicitly stated. Hope, more people get that. Nikki exists, largely, as its object or even as psycho. But she is the one whose will gets overwritten gradually, then completely. In reality she did not choose.

Nikki snaps in and out of herself. Moments where she seems aware something is wrong, and moments where she cannot. Those scenes were really good actually. This is not dramatic. It makes you unreliable to yourself. You lose the thread back to your own self which was clearly brought out through acting.

Her victimhood is not loud. It does not look like suffering from the outside. It looks, for a long stretch, like toxic love who suffocates the Bear

The portrayed victim

Bear is also a victim, but of a self-authored kind. His cowardice is not a flaw that exists. It is mechanism of self or a just defected piece. He wanted the outcome without the risk of being told no. He looks calm, approachable and never violent you know yet quite dangerous. It is something the film handles with more precision.

Bear never tells anyone about the willow until things gets heated up for real. He watches people around him get hurt. He watches Nikki become someone she is not. Yet he still wants her to love him. That forceful wanting (not stated tho), in the face of everything it costs, is not love or romantic. It is how manipulation works. An inability to prioritize another person’s reality or wish over one’s own desire. Even Nikki did ask him to kill her once.

Most people who do this do not think of themselves as manipulators actually. They think of themselves as victim who love deeply and are not loved back enough. They influence, and then feel wronged by their own influence. They create the dynamic, and then experience themselves as its victim. Classic. Maybe out of conditioning or the way he grew up. Let’s not dig that for now.

What the cat already knew

There is a quieter detail the film plants early. Bear has a cat. The cat dies through carelessness because of the tablets left within reach. Bear cannot be responsible for the things he loves. Not because he is cruel, but because he is unable to hold the weight of other’s needs alongside his own. The cat is the first proof. Nikki is the continuation of that proof. Or is she the cat? I am not sure.

Some reviewers have noted that Nikki and the cat are linked. Both independent, both drawn to his orbit, both ultimately hurt by him. Negligence disguised as love and care.

And then the ending. When Bear tries to end things himself, he reaches for tablets over guns. Even in his final act, he cannot fully own it. He hesitates. He still wants her to love him more than he wants to take responsibility for what he has done. Even when friends ask questions and Sara dies and the world narrows around him, keeps returning to the same refrain and ego or even validation. What’s wrong with wanting her, why won’t she just stay with him?

The honest conclusion

At the end, it is the aware part of Nikki (the part still herself) that makes the final wish. Nikki making the wish is, in a way, him getting exactly what he always wanted. Someone else to make the hard choice for him. Most readings will call this a twist, or justice. But structurally, it is the only exit available to the story That is obviously not revenge.

Bear, in his final moments, is afraid. He did not want to die for it. He never thought that the wish would actually cost. This is the magical thinking at the center of manipulation. What’s even more surprising is that, there are Bears in real life and only very few Nikki’s can crawl out.

What the story doesn’t stay for

The film ends when Bear’s arc ends. What happens to Nikki after? The grief, the disorientation of coming back to yourself after being someone else. The story does not stay for that. Maybe, that absence is itself a statement.

The movie did leave me with two questions!

if you wished for something like genuinely, with no intent to override anyone and it arrived exactly as you imagined, would you still want it?

And if the answer changes, does that mean the wish was wrong? Or just that you are no longer the same person who made it?

Maybe wishing, like loving, carries within it the obligation to keep asking. Not once. Continuously.

Obviously, this movie is open for n of observations and interpretations. Btw how did nikki get connected over the call while he was asking for cancellation?

Cheers

PS: Why he was named Bear. The Bears are for yes chefs you know.

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You do not fully exist to yourself!

2–3 minutes

There are parts of you that have never been touched or remain unexplored. Not because you haven’t looked, but some mirrors exist inside other people.

Relationships are not just company. I mean, not specified to partners alone. They help you to dig deeper. Each one brings a version of you that solitude cannot reach. Certains part of us are dormant without the right connection. Waiting for someone who carries that particular key. Be it a rivalry, or a mentorship or even grief

Isn’t it kind of disturbing? Unreachable or unexplored qualities that are hidden for even oneself?

There is a second thing, somewhat buired inside the first. Every relationship runs on two channels. Ofcourse, how you receive, and how you give. Most people assume these are the same. They almost never are.

For eg, you might give through action like through showing up, through doing the thing without being asked. But what you might like to receive might be just words, and only words.

The language you speak and the language that lands are two different ends. Like the quiet rivalry between a reader and a writer. Most of us are running translations inside every relationship we have, often without knowing it. At somepoint of time, the bridge collapses. Certainly, the translation cost is real.

I don’t have a name for that. I am not sure it needs one.

What I do know right now is this. If the translation never made right, it doesn’t tap the unexplored parts. The version of you that person (not necessarily to be a human) could have called forward, never arrives. You do not fully exist to yourself. You are partly a function of who has shown up and what they unlocked.

But,

Who are you for real? What is still dormant in you, waiting for the right kind of connection to arrive?

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The Devil Wears Prada!

3–4 minutes

Would Tamil Cinema?

People say geographical location is a myth when it comes to who you are. But there are advantages and disadvantages to being born in a specific place or country. Culture always shapes how you think, conditions you to an extent. Also, it influences on what and how you expect from the world and from yourself.

The later part of life is always in your hands, I believe. Either you relearn or you stay absorbed in the same world you were grown. In the current digital era, you have too many options to expose yourself to different cultures through media and people. Cinema plays a great role in it.

Which is why I keep thinking about Andy Sachs.

Devil Wears Prada came out in 2006. A normal girl shows up to a job she didn’t plan for, gets changed by the room she walked into. She loses herself a little, makes choices she isn’t proud of, and then walks away to start over. No grand lesson. No message delivered to the audience. Just a woman becoming something, gets messy, raw, unresolved. The ending wasn’t becoming a great writer, just a start over.

Andy has no safety net. No parents nearby framing her choices. Her boyfriend leaves. The film doesn’t mourn either for long. She has no power like physical (I mean more muscular kinda), institutional, or social. She just showed up. And the plot stays with her, on her, about her.

Coming here to Tamil cinema, it has given us women who struggle with a power or a resource. Ramya in Bad Girl, Manju in Aval Appadithaan, Kavitha in Aval Oru Thodar Kathai, Thulasi in Marupadiyum, all navigating a world that wasn’t built for them. All trying to establish something for themselves. But even in their struggle, the family is in the background or it revolves around the relationships. The camera returns to them.

The woman’s story is always legible through someone else’s witness.

Bad Girl came closest. But even there, the film needed to resolve. She ends up find a place, which is still a statement. A conclusion with a message attached.

Andy doesn’t conclude. She just leaves and starts over again.

What’s missing in Tamil cinema isn’t strong women. We have those as cops, as CEOs, as survivors. What’s missing is the unprotected woman. The one whose becoming has no grand witness. The one who is just alone in it, losing herself, finding herself, no one to report back to.

That feels real. That’s what a lot of women actually live.

Would Tamil cinema have Andy?

Maybe. But, again I think it would give her a mother who calls. A resolution that means something. A message to take home. The story would need to justify her choices to the family, to the audience, to even someone.

Andy doesn’t justify anything. She just lives it. Makes wrong turns, absorbs the wrong things, and walks away when she recognizes herself in someone she doesn’t want to become (Miranda). No one has to approve that arc. No one has to witness it for it to count.

That’s what’s missing i think. Not the story of a woman succeeding or suffering. The story of a woman just… happening in her world. To herself. On her own terms, even when those terms are messy.

I am not against Indian culture. We are a collective society and there is something real and sustaining in that. But wouldn’t it be nice to have a film on the other side of the coin? Not as a statement or a lesson. Just as a story that’s also true.

Andy gets to just be a person. That’s the gap.

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What does an empty mind see?

2–3 minutes

I was staring at a blank page of this post for quite sometime. Thoughts were there, somewhere. Just needed time to find words. But then, does the mind really stay empty?

J Krishnamurti usally talks about an empty mind like it was the most natural thing. His mind mostly wandered from the curl of a leaf to the colour of dusk. The observer being observed. He spent time with trees and open skies.

What about the rest of us? We mostly stare at walls, screens and almost right angles everywhere.

There is this study that I came across in the media. The Coffer illusion. People from the US and UK almost always see rectangles. Rural Himba people from Namibia almost always see circles.

A patterned abstract design featuring alternating rectangular and circular shapes in black, gray, and white stripes.

Half of them can’t see the rectangles even when told to look. Not because one group sees better. But because the environment trained the eye. Grow up around round huts and curved horizons, your brain learns curves. Grow up in a modernized and industrial world, most of us see straight lines, sharp edges, right angles. Our brain learns geometry. None is superior but the way brain is trained to see things.

The observer is not neutral here, I believe.

This is what I have been looping around in the tulips post. The brain builds the things based on the inputs received and sometimes it is beyond. What we call perception is just the brain pattern matching to everything it has already seen.

So when JK says empty the mind and observe the observer, which observer? Observe the trained observer?

I’ve been doing oil pastels lately. Mostly curves, sharp edges are not quite easy in pastels. I could see that I am reaching more of rounded edge pastels instead of a sharp ones.

Btw, does emptiness truly exist? Or does the mind just hallucinate a quieter version of what it already knows?

I don’t have an answer yet.

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