Monthly Archives: April 2005

(I) Suppose it really was a sign that was carelessly left to float across the marine sky Or how for some time and squeezed space the birds opened up into winged patterns and shadows fell in mathematically chaotic directions, But … Continue reading →

You are covered with dust today and the trampled, spat on and kissed by fish sand from a city’s beach. Finding you still, and then letting the inertia, make scratchy signs all over your ears. This is my muse. Much … Continue reading →

It’s impossible to not have a melodramatic reaction to Diarios de motocicleta (The Motorcycle Diaries). It left me awake and thinking. Both states are dangerous to an otherwise idle existence. I first stumbled on Che Guevara when I was in … Continue reading →

I must I really must help my heart keep pace with my mind.

I opened a bagfull of letters yesterday. Letters written to Sri over the last four and a half years, mostly in the first two years.. While technically speaking Sri and I met online, and then met in person, I used … Continue reading →

For years I have been very sympathetic to the Tamizh cause. A strange, intangible cause of fighting subversion. Of not wanting to associate with the the Hindi identity. Of protesting against being amalgamated into a hotch-potch Indian identity to the … Continue reading →

So Sabeer Bhatia has come up with a new ware on the shelf. InstaColl is a small download given its promises, and it seems pretty interesting. Been doing the rounds for some time, but now is when I finally try … Continue reading →

Putthandu Vaazthukkal And a wonderful Vishu!! 🙂 Have a great new year ahead. And in the glorious tradition of my family, I will refrain from making any resolutions! PS – In case this is causing great anxiety to those who … Continue reading →

First they ban dancebars in Maharashtra. They they ban them in Mumbai because such a bias from a legal perspective isn’t allowed. And the reasons for doing are vague. Protect the youth (as if!) from corrupt influence, or on a … Continue reading →

This is how you wrap a soul in chocolate and feed In the nausea that follows rich food you discover the once lean need to be left unaware and not have your systems hijacked by the cocoa of love that … Continue reading →

Sri calls up atleast twice a day. Over Saturday and Sunday, despite the obvious grumpy situation of another weekend wasted over distance, we had two interesting conversations that really made me laugh my ass off. Saturday, 9 April 2005 He … Continue reading →

How is it that such vast amounts of shit Can flow uninterrupted from the Vats of requited love And silent doorways?