Monthly Archives: March 2009

Minor Annoyances – On Bargains and Cheap Thrills

Posted on March 31, 2009 by

I possibly am guilty of what I am going to moan about. You know how when you compliment someone on their shoes/ shirt/ earrings/ table lamp, and the other person jumps and tells you, “Oooh – I got it for … Continue reading →

Posted in Rants and Rambles | 11 Comments

A song from Dev D

Posted on March 24, 2009 by

I think Dev D is possibly one of the most engaging films I’ve seen this year. For one thing, it shows you that the whole idea of Devdas is just a skeleton. You can fatten it up any way you … Continue reading →

Posted in Music, Film and Art | 13 Comments

Poem: Like on a swing

Posted on March 21, 2009 by

This is how we must love, like a child on a swing. Tethered to nothing, but the constant rhythm of movement. To and fro. We meet like this, every once in a while. A sandpit to save us. Even if … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry and Fiction | 14 Comments

To strangers

Posted on March 19, 2009 by

I survive the day thanks to the random acts of kindness of absolute strangers. Like when I run into the station, and I know that if I miss that train, I am going to miss a meeting. And a young … Continue reading →

Posted in Self | 15 Comments

Trains and the landscape

Posted on March 13, 2009 by

What an insignificant photograph. The emptiness of the landscape swishing by as you stand near the door of the coach of the train. This is what I remember. The annoying families constantly littering peanut shells on the floor. A young … Continue reading →

Posted in Travel | 10 Comments

Hotel Kerala-Fonia

Posted on March 12, 2009 by

I can’t tell you how happy I am. I just found Hotel Kerala-Fonia thanks to Praveen. As some of you know I can get quite enamoured by the fabulous Mallu accent singing parodies of all kinds. Am so thrilled. So … Continue reading →

Posted in Funny | 9 Comments

A Raatafarian

Posted on March 11, 2009 by

So two young girls on the train back to London chat with everyone. And somewhere this gentleman comes along and sits. The girl insists that his hair isn’t really like that and commands him to take his hat off. He … Continue reading →

Posted in London, Photographs | 6 Comments