“I fear yours is no living soul. How could it make this distant flight? You came: the maple woods were green. You went: the pass was black with night.” -Du Fu / Vikram Seth The hamartia that ruled my father’s life was his obsession for the well-being [...]
Read moreA Burqa for Noida Girl
On a day when Kisan Bapat Baburav Hazare threatens to take on Mumbai , on a day when Sachin Ramesh Tendulkar threatens to strike the hundredth hundred, I am moved enough to remember all those eyes that peer out of darkness of veils. You feel the impetus is seriously misplaced? With half the women in [...]
Read moreExistence
(Excerpts from 2009) “The wind is free, but the sand goes where it is blown. Unaware of the world around it, whirling on the breath of the Gods, at the mercy of the storm that engulfs it. What is one grain of sand in the desert? One grain amongst the storm?” The haunting voice of [...]
Read moreA Blogger’s Kolaveri
O, kind visitor! Would you mind visitor, If you find below An offbeat post That should float above The boring verbose And laboured prose But sinks below The sewage of a Choking city e.g. Mumbai, What the shit Is this Kolaveri di? I wake up at last, I sit in the bath, Stare at the [...]
Read moreFollowers of the Heart
Steve’s passing away has a spawned a generation of gleeful followers overnight. “Follow your heart” has assumed a cult status and is threatening to stop the Earth from turning. Every direction I crane my neck into, I see hordes of revellers doing what they had always wanted to but couldn’t. Trust me, of late the [...]
Read moreThe Man who stole a Mouse
When I opened the browser today, it simply said: Steve Jobs 1955 -2011. When he stole a mouse and a few graphical boxes from Xerox, he actually stole a dream. A dream, because Steven Paul Jobs was born a dreamer. A dream that the whizkids at Xerox thought was beyond the comprehension of the present [...]
Read moreThe Owl that never was
I was born before I was born. All owls are. If only it had stopped with that…. Read my Guest Post ‘The owl that never was’ at Cyber Nag.
Read moreThe Icy Hands
“There is no armour against fate; Death lays his icy hand on kings” – James Shirley Shiju is a budding photographer who has an exciting photoblog called ‘Cranium Bolts’. He is one of those who leave precious footprints on my desolate blogs. Recently when he said that an image posted by me invoked both [...]
Read moreSilence of the Speech
“I have often regretted my speech, never my silence.” -Anonymous Every day, en route to office, I pass by a large display panel beaming the day’s quote. Having digested the daily offering for a month or so, it struck me that the compiler is as fond of anonymous quotes as he is of solecisms. I [...]
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January 25, 2012


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