Mankind invariably has deficiency; this is the first lesson in humanity. We are one and many people at the same time. The universe is made of stories, not atoms. The story of our life is the story of our parts. Vagaries and nuances of the human mind are fascinating. Objectivity is a myth. As human beings, nothing human should be alien to us. Nothing escapes from the wreckage of impermanence and no one is immune to the inherent frailties and tragedies of life. The real world can be wretched and messy.
Iridescence – A collection of shorts is about exploring yearning, pus, mucus, longing, reign and ruin. They include the world, people, situations and even objects that we encounter every day. They may compel, in fits and starts, to discover who we are collectively and what we care most about. Darkness shares its naive heart with our own inner child, the potent muse of all. We humans are all waves of one sea and leaves of one tree. Meeting our shadow side, it takes no wizardry to realise even in light some shadows get shorter and others longer.
