Monthly Archives: December 2008


Stuffed. Golden streamers in my hair. Stuffed .. Or have I said that already. Happpppppy Newwwww Yeaaarrr! -Blingeshwari

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A random thought – about her

I think of you randomly. Whenever I write a poem, for instance. I think of you how you would gently mail me, twisting my monkey ears over faulty grammar. Or a misplaced period. How you would then praise a certain … Continue reading

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Hunting for Yaman / Kalyan

Back to digging gems from the YouTube treasure trove. Sort of in the mood for Raag Yaman/ Kalyan. Perfect for the evening or the first quarter of the night. This one is just incredible. Chupa Lo Yun Dil Mein Pyaar … Continue reading

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Film: Slumdog Millionaire

I have now joined the esteemed ranks of those who have seen Slumdog Millionaire. It’s a wonderful film – in parts. I thought somebody described this as a feel-good film. It is anything but. The thing is, the only positive … Continue reading

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Essay on “Not Rape”

*trigger – Warning – if you’re not in the right frame of mind to read about sexual assault, don’t read further* Moving essay. But more than moving, it is shockingly articulate. The idea of a “Not Rape” … What we … Continue reading

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On Men and Hair

So I am standing in the queue, waiting to pay for some clothes that we’re buying. A couple ahead of me is studying with immense concentration a poster with an almost naked man in Calvin Klein undies. Woman tells man … Continue reading

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Film: Ghajini

This is not a bad film. At all. I think it pretty much is paisa vasool. Hopefully, you won’t be too bored. My guess is that you need to suspend your mental facilities that help you understand how logic works. … Continue reading

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Fiction Fragment: Ananthanarayanan on Christmas

Walking around in London, Ananthanarayanan suddenly knows why he feels cheated. It was entirely his fault. As a child, he had read so much about Christmas in foreign countries, with films beaming families heaving with the weight of cheer and … Continue reading

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Fiction Fragment: Sighting an acquaintance from long ago

Note – While clearing out my Google Docs, and creating some new files, I noticed this piece. It seems to have been written in November 2007. Perhaps I wanted to write more, and didn’t post it. I haven’t changed any … Continue reading

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Poem: On a Train

We were on a train, and you were at your most demure. Like girls on trains must be. Perhaps it was near Patna or Bhagalpur. Families, counting their twenty suitcases were crowding around the door. We spoke of everything. My … Continue reading

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Rasik Balma, Delhi and etc.

Utterly fantastic song. Almost buttery. Slippery. It’s winter, and it figures that I miss the JatLand. Delhi is on my mind. It’s probably cold there. Somehow, this song gets into a certain winter evening mode. Yes, I am going to … Continue reading

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Saturday night ramble

What a fantastic song. How flawless. How beautifully moody. And stubborn. I don’t listen to ELP often enough. To be frank, I think I have been tuning out of “angrezi-firang” music. But it takes a certain moodiness to shove me … Continue reading

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