James Chacko

From the time I can conciously rememeber and recollect, I have been in constant movement through paths set forth by age old well-structured social norms of developing oneself for the future. Everyday dawned with new tasks and with every dusk a well organised checklist ticked off like the brainwashed cuckoo that stuck out its neck punctually every hour. Then comes that time, in everyone's life, when you finally get to recognize the need to break the steady pattern that forces the monotonous eat-work-sleep cycle we go through.

My life is an attempt to framing that well defined question of how to exist and then hoping my journey in figuring it out enlightens enough to stop that initial question from morphing further.