Tag: love

On Frankaffe, Sushrut Munje shares how our naive existence falls prey to the little ups and down life has to offer, and how we often underestimate our strength.

Naivety

There are conversations around things you agree on and then some you do not. You work with inspiring minds, sharing a rare partnership and investing precious years into a project that builds lives – yours and theirs and everyone’s around. You put yourself out there amidst people and souls, lending to their identity and borrowing theirs for your script, becoming an integral part of the song that plays across the wild winds, the song of this time. Read more →

On Frankaffe, Sushrut Munje shares how a bitter brew tends to be overwhelming yet ends up teaching you a valuable lesson in self love.

The Taste of Bitter

Bitter asks you to look within, for it holds a mirror to the face. Passions run high, when our emotions are manifested in the form of this tumultuous relationship. It is a grapple with the self, with no clear winner but sheer patience and self love. The simplest truth of them all, hence the most difficult. Read more →

On Frankaffe, Sushrut Munje shares how he feels torn between indoors and the rainy outdoors. It is a rare fear that keeps us from being ourselves.

I stand by as it rains.

I am made for the rain. The rain is made for me. Yet I stand by the door, shuffling my feet. A rare uncertainty keeping me on the edge. It rains as it always will. With a certain strength, with a certain grace. It rains with a set jaw and a steady gaze, not a care in the world. Why do I care so? Read more →

On Frankaffe, Sushrut Munje shares his experiences on reading Sheetal Sivaramakrishnan's poetry. Titled 'with me / otherwise', the book offers a look within.

On Poems by S

With ease, she slips into a conversation of summer and the rain. Almost as if you have bumped into her on a long winding village road, sat beneath a tree and exchanged stories for a longer time. One can almost imagine how her words are leaping out of the paper, absurd yet making sense in the way they have been structured. Absurd, yet falling into place like a human does. Absurd, and utterly mad, utterly raw, reminding you of what you went through the last you had sex. Read more →

Bitter is Beautiful

Stepping out of an indulgent, rushing river is easier said than done. Though you crave for the shore, the madness pulls you right back in. It engulfs you. It drowns you. It is everywhere, your new reality. You are not made for the rushing river, you never were, it was only a necessary indulgence. Yet, you long for the wetness. Read more →

On Frankaffe, Sushrut Munje shares the inner turmoil experienced while crossing a flowing river, and how potent espressos can be addictive.

Impatience Served in Shots

The pull of an espresso is potent, and I keep going back to it. It makes me lose my sleep, it makes me cranky, it makes me feel light headed after having a quick doppio yet – I keep going back to it, bowing to the pull, giving in – unable to steer clear – investing deeply with every single sip. Yet an espresso is what an espresso does – it gives you a caffeine high and brings you crashing down – which makes you go for a followup shot and another – making one increasingly impatient for the bliss that never comes. Read more →

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