Went to work in the morning
Read halfway through a novel
Worked out in the evening
Worked out some equations, trying to calculate the expansion rate of the Universe
Recorded a song for an upcoming EP
Gotta wake up at 4:45am for work tomorrow
New Music 30th July
New EP next month
करोड़ों वर्षों से मानव की एक ही चेष्टा रही है कि या तो सुख पा ले या उसकी कामना को खो दे और इन दोनों में ही वह असफल रहा है...
- अज्ञेय, शेखर: एक जीवनी - 1
Naukri na karni pade to insaan kitna kuchh kar sakta hai
Today I studied for an exam
Cooked lunch and dinner
Did today’s Full Moon telescope observation
Wrote a song
Sketched something
And had some great conversations
Read some poetry before sleeping
Winter Schedule at Home
Wake up → cook brunch for everyone → shifting & cleaning → coffee for me, tea for everyone → finish chores → cook dinner → post dinner walk in pure fog → sketching while watching a documentary → read then write something → sleep
Ideal Routine:
Wake up at 7:30am
Leave for work at 8:30am
Half hour commute (used for reading)
Deliver 2-3 gaand faad lectures on Cosmology & Astrophysics
Return home by 1:30-2pm
Make lunch
Take rest
Get up and go to gym
Come back
Make dinner
Work on Music and other Art
Sleep
Flat saaf karke chadarein bichha di
Kapde dhoye the jo sookh gaye
Fold karke almari mein laga diye
Chane ki daal tadka laga ke chadha di
Gym nahi gaya aj par kal zaroor jaunga
Ek naya gaana banaya hai kaafi alag sound ka
Nayi novel shuru kari hai
Somedays life feels good
For nothing in this world is it worth turning one's back on what one loves. Yet that is what I'm doing, though why I do not know.
-Albert Camus, The Plague
On our earth we can only love with suffering and through suffering. We cannot love otherwise, and we know of no other sort of love. I want suffering in order to love. I long, I thirst, this very instant, to kiss with tears the earth that I have left.
The Dream of a Ridiculous Man
'So are the cadavers you cut up. So are the people you think you're curing. They're dust as dust as dust. I reckon a good poem lasts a whole lot longer than a hundred of those people put together.'
- Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
(2/2)
'Do you know what a poem is, Esther?'
'No, what?' I would say.
'A piece of dust.'
Then, just as he was smiling and starting to look proud, I would say,
(1/2)
Made a new song in the morning
Made Miniature Communication Satellite in the evening
Life rn is a crossover between Straight Outta Compton and Big Bang Theory
Last week was a movie—I wrote and recorded four tracks, shot a whole music video. From Saturday to Monday, I was locked in, living that artist life, no 9-to-5 stress, no bullshit, just pure creation. Can’t wait till this ain’t just a moment but the whole lifestyle.