Monthly Archives: August 2005

The capacity to forget is strange. Souls on exile carelessly forget that they are in fact, on exile. And when they go back to their towns, cities and homes – you struggle to remember the vague oddities that made it … Continue reading →

Ta-Da! Blog Day 2005. (Drumroll please!!) My bloglines list is cluttered and messy. I read a lot. And I realize I read mostly desi blogs, or blogs that talk about my limited interests. But scratching the blog surfaces, I have … Continue reading →

I am the tree on which your initials from childhood shine into the night, And endlessly tease young lovers. I am your Malgudi, and the bittersweetness of this cartography that comes with playing truant with raw mangoes.

Via Haitham who tagged me, here comes Blog Day 2005! . What started as Nir Ofir’s idea, should ideally turn into a day of discovery for us. The idea in Nir’s words In one long moment on August 31st, bloggers … Continue reading →

One character that I felt was deeply misunderstood and much maligned in the Ramayana was Surpanakha. Surpanakha is the turning point in the Aranya Kanda (The Book of the Forest). The sister of a powerful King, she isn’t what you … Continue reading →

While this has been articulated time and again, it is heartening to note that even a politician (indeed the Prime Minister!) recognizes that having excellent education at the graduation and postgraduation levels is a bit pointless if children are dropping … Continue reading →

Rajnikanth is an inevitable part of life in Tamizh Nadu. As a kid, his giant hoardings, towering over life, trees and advertisement billboards, became indelible in the mental map of Madras and its geographical identity. Words like ‘Super Star’ are … Continue reading →

I just tried Google Talk, and oh my god! While there seems to have been a battle of loyalties between Skype and Yahoo with Voice, Google Talk really leaves things far behind. The download is less than 1MB, the installation … Continue reading →

One story dived into this wreckage filled eye An afternoon of memories is a memory by itself, Like a Dining Table, with legs and carving. Empty, teak and solid, the memory sits silent in the nights but stirs awake in … Continue reading →

I haven’t attended a single Bloggers Meet! (No! Never!) Just wasn’t there at the right time and place. Thus when Chakra sent an invitation thanks to Sambhar Mafia, I hesitated a bit before saying Blog On!. So this is probably … Continue reading →

How does one pronounce Deutsche Bank? Always wondered because I always get it wrong! 😀 Update – I was surprised by the number of people who land here looking for the pronounciation – and instead they find a bag of … Continue reading →

Azaadi Mubarak! It’s seriously unforunate that people find it cheesy (if nothing else) to wish each other some semblance of a greeting. And then there’s the cynical backlash against those who do. (What independence, independence from what, what does it … Continue reading →