Tag Archives: Memoirs

Flames and Ashes

April 7, 2013

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It is a Sunday morning and folks are huddled up in sheets.  The protesting whine of autos whisking the unwilling souls to their workplaces has been lulled for the interregnum. The birds are a riot of notes and I am trying to savour the unique melody of each in isolation. Some warblings are perennial and […]

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The Indian Shepherd

December 20, 2012

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Painting by © Kaethe Bealer

In a deal that clicked a couple of years too late for me, Syed sold the disused Nikon from his studio for a thousand rupees to me. He loaded it with a complimentary black and white roll too, making it a point to quote the cost that he was sacrificing as he stepped out of […]

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An Owl Reflects

October 23, 2012

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Image Credit: PIXAR

I was born before I was born. All owls are. True to the species, my fate was chiseled on ancient rocks by comets hurled from alien space. No one could change it after that, not even God. Certainly not father. And every day before the sun rose in the eastern sky, my father’s pet clock […]

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It Happened to a Wobbly-legged Boy

October 12, 2012

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Many years ago, when time had still not shriveled my mother, and I was still a shy little boy, I was struck by a bout of measles. The only memory of my suffering that has survived the quicksand of consciousness is the quarantine imposed upon me. It was pretty close to being jailed with a […]

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Truth Alone Triumphs

May 6, 2012

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Image Copyright © U. S. Pandey

There was this ordinary man who having found an ordinary job found himself an ordinary girl who became his wife. Man’s parents were miffed as they had queued up several astrologically perfect girls for him to choose from. The man and wife moved ahead in worldly ways and were happy discovering the joys of being […]

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The Giggling Gladiator (Part II)

March 7, 2012

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(Read the ‘Part I’ here) If men are from Mars and women are from Venus, Nalini came right from Uranus. She was a female form hacked out of the purest permafrost. Everything about her was cold, sharp and angular, the rhombus face that tapered into a pointed chin, the thin lines for lips, the beaked, […]

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The Giggling Gladiator (Part I)

March 4, 2012

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The giggling gladiator

Chhotu is the secret police. Komitet Gosudarstvennoi Bezopasnosti. Period. For the incredulous, yes it still exists. Of course, it has a different name. Dare me not to come clean. If I expose him here, he will be soon found floating in a pond full of frogs with a hole between the eyes. So will be […]

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For My Eyes Only

February 19, 2012

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We’ve been old mates, glasses and I! And when I was visited upon by the first installment of friendship, fancy dealerships were not in vogue. The optometrist, who pronounced my fate in terms of twin minus fours, also scribbled the name of a ‘reliable’ outlet which I suspect was partly owned by him. We found […]

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