09.12.2025

S: The mother of Moses saved his life. Even before he was born, his death was decreed. She hid him in a basket. She gave him up so that he could live. It was his mother that created the leader of the people, their champion. The honour is hers.

A: So?

S: When my mother was an Indian schoolgirl, the rich and powerful decided that us, the poor, that we could not breed. They were forcing sterilisation on the young girls. My mother heard the whispers. They were coming to her school. She was next. She hid in the bathroom. She escaped. She never went back to school. She chose to be the Mother. She chose us, the people.

A: She saved your life?

S: And then she named me after Sunil Dutt, the man that saved the life and honour of Mother India. The son that weds the Mother. She handed me my destiny. The mother gives birth to The Tiger. What am I? I am The Tiger.

A: You think you are Moses?

S: The mother of Krishna saves his life from the evil oppressor Kans. The tales of the god and Moses are the tales of my life. I have been born under the star of destiny. The mother gives birth to the Revolution. I am the Revolution. The mother gives birth to the hero at great personal cost. I am the hero. The mother gives birth to destiny. I am destiny.

A: Analysis?

S: The Mother is life over death. She is protection. She is resistance. She is the champion of the people. A warrior goddess gives birth to a warrior.

A: You worship your mother?

S: She is me and what I hope to be. She is power. She is hope. And she is love. She is my religion and my meaning in this life.

08.12.2025

S: The whole world might not value you. The whole world might devalue you. But the one that loves you? They give you your due. To them, you are priceless. You are a diamond, a star upon the earth. And for you, that is what they are.

A: Is that how it feels to be with someone?

S: If they were not special to you, why would you be with them?

A: How does the contrast with this heartless world and those without hearts feel then?

S: It heightens their worth. It shows you what genuine acceptance means and not the fakeries of the heartless. From hell we step into heaven. We find belonging, light in a dark place. Those that we thought were ours, they made us believe that we would never have anyone ever again.

A: The villains smile and smile and smile. Yet they are villains.

S: They think themselves everything. And us nothing. But in fact, they showed their quality.

A: So now you belong. What is the feeling?

S: What else could there be? Happiness and union. A rosy future.

A: Remember the thorns from before and make much of the rose.

S: In this garden, the rose is the queen of the flowers. It is the garden of the king so only the queen will do.

08.12.2025

S: You can’t defend yourself from the hurts of love. Even if you prepare yourself.

A: Too true.

S: Nothing can be too true. The other thing about the hurts of love is that you cannot avenge them.

A: What do you mean?

S: This one, they broke my heart. They tricked me. And there is nothing I can do about it.

A: Rage away. There is no harm in it.

S: I do rage. I am still angry.

A: The beloved can get away with deceit, lie upon lie, indifference, betrayal…

S: If they do that, you remove yourself from them.

A: By then, they have trapped you.

S: I am free from the trap.

A: Are you?

S: There is always another for a heart full of bravery and love.

A: The one you have freed yourself from?

S: Some other will suffer from them. I have had a lucky escape. They do not have a heart. History will  know their evil. Because in this story, I am the hero. I write the story and therefore I am the victor. I won the game. I did not submit to their demands. I set the conditions. I returned their rejection with interest. They know. They lost.

A: Was it just a game?

S: Not a game, THE Game. The most serious one. The one where you stake everything. And I won.

07.12.2025

S: Andy had to crawl through a tunnel of shit to get to freedom in ‘The Shawshank Redemption’.

A: So?

S: That’s exactly what you have to do. Crawl through a tunnel of shit for it.

A: You know, context is everything. I know you mean something specific.

S: I am talking not just about politics. But love. And even love is politics. Because the personal is the political. Love in this country is incest and narcissism for the most part. Not love but sin. Bondage and not freedom.

A: The sneering starts.

S: I spit upon what passes as love here.

A: You spare none. But yourself.

S: I have freed myself from the Siren. I didn’t stuff my ears with wax. I listened to another’s song.

A: She did nothing to hurt you.

S: Except break my heart. The world can forgive her. The world can adore her. I cannot. I know what happened. The innocent one is me.

A: And the tunnel of shit?

S: Inch by inch I crawled in that claustrophobic, suffocating and stinking hell. I was all alone. But love is freedom. I knew that love was waiting for me at the end of the tunnel. The fresh air. In love as in politics. At the end of the tunnel is the Revolution of love. We endure for tomorrow. We die for tomorrow. Everything hurts. But it is for tomorrow.

06.11.2025

S: Achilles is angry. He will not fight. He will not be included or involved in this machine of war unless he is given the highest honour. He is a warrior from the honour society. Not the degraded present.

A: And you are Achilles.

S: Over twenty years ago they rejected me from Cambridge even though I passed the interview. I am still sore. They did not give me my professor’s role at university after my PhD, book and articles. Can you imagine my wrath? They should be throwing every top position into my lap.

A: Don’t become ego.

S: I am ego and I am rage. I deserve the honour. They have been unjust to me. They are racists.

A. You believe in yourself so much?

S: If someone who is as intelligent and well read as me tells you that he is a genius, it is because he knows his own place in the world of thought. There is no one like me. Because I am Punjab. I am India. I am The Tiger.

A: One day, even Achilles fights.

S: Achilles enters the field for his love. The warrior only fights for honour or love. They do not deserve Achilles. The Greeks do not deserve him. Helen does not deserve him.

A: You were not lying when you said your ego was monstrous.

S: I am the greatest. I believe. And if they will not give me what is mine because of my greatness, why should I kill myself for them? Who the fuck are they? Haters and low lifes. They only recognise greatness to exclude it. Fuck them and theirs.

05.12.2025

S: Achilles sulked. He would not fight until the prizes were bestowed upon him. The honour.

A: So?

S: Before you there stands a genius. One who knows the secrets of the self and this culture. Does he write the books of a genius? Does he share his wealth? Does the greatest act? No. He is Achilles. He is the greatest that will not act unless he is given his rightful respect.

A: Achilles is only known because he fought in the war for Helen.

S: Helen is not worth it for Achilles. After all, she is another’s woman.

A: Anything else about Achilles?

S: He draws his power and invincibility from his mother.

A: And?

S: Like The Tiger, he rejects refusal. He refuses rejection. He is the sun and he will have his due. Who are these bastards who refuse Achilles or The Tiger? They are jealous of his greatness. They cannot accept their rightful place in the competition of warriors, as losers. They are petty little things incapable of greatness. They fear it. You cannot stop the sun rising in the sky. When Sun decides to rise, the whole world is illuminated and the whole world will feed from it.

A: You are ego. Achilles is ego.

S: I am the ego of Punjab, of India. The champion of the people. We only bow our head to one. The Mother Queen, the Mother Goddess.

04.12.205

S: The religion of love is freedom.

A: Who says? Love is a golden cage.

S: If you search for freedom you find love.

A: You think yourself a philosopher of love?

S: I am the poet. And the lover.

A: How can love be freedom?

S: I have been in love with the stone. I am no longer. I see what the stone is. I thought the stone had a heart. It does not. It is inflexible. Rigid and hard. The stone is without love?

A: And love?

S: Love is like water. We love to bathe in the water. She changes her states like the Mother Goddess. She is change and flexibility. Where you clash against the stone and almost break, water embraces and soothes you.

A: Can you handle the flood and destruction of the water?

S: Let love destroy. We will be reborn in love. Love is free and wild. She has no faith. She is neither Hindu or Muslim. She has not wealth or poverty. Black and white are there in love, all shades in between. She does not lick the boot of power. However much those full of hate guard against her, she triumphs. Because those that hate are in bondage. They are slaves. She is free. She is the Revolution.

03.12.2025

S: It’s a true story. When I was born, I acquired a reputation for greed. Even the nurses told my mother that they’d never seen a baby drink as much milk.

A: Has the greed dissipated?

S: You are looking at a gourmand with an insatiable taste for desserts and chocolate. Someone with an insatiable taste for the cake that is called life. Someone who eats double what others eat.

A: And? I know this path leads somewhere.

S: You know me well. I also have an insatiable greed for love.

A: The sensualist and libertine.

S: Precisely. One in whom the sexual revolution has been realised. The revolution of love. Never too much when it comes to love.

A: Where does the energy come from? It takes energy to love.

S: I am The Tiger. The Tiger is energy. Absolute power and absolute force. Just as the sun is in the sky feeding the earth so the roar of The Tiger fills the palaces of love.

A: Can this greed ever be fulfilled?

S: Let us hope not. Let us love and hope for more love forever.