Monthly Archives: October 2004

Humour has been the saving grace. All through out. Over the last few days,laughter has been the casualty as well as the lifeline. Being a ‘funny’ person comes with its own set of limitations. People don’t seem to take you … Continue reading →

Since morning a certain lull has overtaken my senses. What would really help is watching a movie like Fight Club. Violence, and some shock. And the beginnings of a wave. Let me be honest, I no longer let my visions … Continue reading →

Did you know about this? There is a website dedicated to preserving the functional and perhaps aesthetic purity of a particular punctuation mark. The Apostrophe Protection Society. (Visit http://www.apostrophe.fsnet.co.uk/) The site is dedicated to the cause of fighting against apostrophe … Continue reading →

Saturday, Meeta and I leave for Arraku Valley in Vizag. Will be living among the rolling coffee gardens for some five days. Till Vizag by train, and a further journey of four hours. Have heard its bloody beautiful. Arraku is … Continue reading →

Yesterday was a tough day to take, digest or even get out of. How easily all that confidence disappears. Sometimes. But I guess it is a matter of picking the self up after the fall. How is it that as … Continue reading →

A major HR upheaval in the organisation today. Yesterday, I commented to a friend my discomfort with the notion of ‘noble’ being attached to this profession. However, I did always somehow think that being in this profession meant that the … Continue reading →

Over the weekend, and a little before.. had picked up the Principia Discordia. Head swam back to it. Today there is so much work, that the distraction is sweeter. Ha! Currently, thinking of what the menu for tonight should be … Continue reading →

Have you ever heard a Malllu say ‘Yearning’. It sounds funny, but feels right. Yearning with a stretched syllable. Elongated, and almost echoing inside his mouth, and bouncing against the roof. And yet, vaguely cheesy. Today I Yearn … For … Continue reading →

I am allowing the luxury of posting a few lines. Work, like slightly old shit, is lying in a pile, and stinking.

Saw the news today morning. Veerappan was shot dead late last night. And so goes the story of another outlaw. The way that media and power equations be, his Robin Hood image was trashed a long time ago. Not that … Continue reading →

An interesting argument with friends, a few days back. We were talking of names and identities. I emphatically put forward that my name would remain Neha Viswanathan. It had been so for 23 years. There were questions about if Sri … Continue reading →

Yesterday night, saw an old favourite … Katha. Nasserudin Shah, Deepti Naval and Farooq Sheikh. For those unfamiliar with the story, Katha is a story of love, and its quick silveriness. And of the relationships between insiders and outsiders. Set … Continue reading →