Lekhni tags me to pick posts from my own blog on certain topics. It’s harder than it sounds. For one thing, while searching my blog, I come across certain cringe-worthy posts. But it’s better than watching the 20-20 between Australia and India right now. The match is making me weep.
Family: I wrote this post after a brief visit to Madras, having had the chance to spend a little time in the house that was the epicenter of our summer holidays. While the post is more to do with the idea of houses changing over time, it’s also a reminder of how much the extended family has changed. Another favourite of mine is the one I wrote on Mothers – as they probably were when they were young girls. An age that we can only glimpse at in photographs.
Friend: I don’t have best friends. I have friends who I trust, and who I bug with endless calls. But for some reason or the other, the list of friends changed a lot over the years. It gets harder, especially, when you meet friends you thought you’d never outgrow, and you realize, over a few cups of coffee that the conversation is trite. The one I wrote about the Italian penfriend sticks out. It makes me think of myself a little fondly, forgive myself piece by piece for being such a dork. The other one is about meeting a friend who I never seem to outgrow – SD.
Self: Oh! As thought every second post on this blog isn’t about the self! This blog is an exercise in narcissism. But two posts in the category stand out – one on Simon and Garfunkel, and the other on how poetry ruined my hair.
Love: Searching for posts with the word love results in very few posts on this blog. No deep meaning to that. I am just very cautious of using this term. Mostly because I think it’s slightly cheesy. I can never think of love without the associated image of a huge red heart. That completely creeps me out. Seriously. But I love cities. So, I pick my poem on Bombay and love.
Am not tagging anyone, but if you like the idea, consider yourself tagged!