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Category Archives: Borrowed Words
Cricket, poems and wickets
I’d stopped following cricket during the madness that followed the match fixing scandal. But somewhere over the last few years – I’ve been drawn back to the game. I can’t help but root for England in the Ashes. As such … Continue reading
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Lindbergh
How appropriate it is that a pioneering aviator should write these fantastic words “Him that I love, I wish to be free — even from me.” Incredible thought. But this comes from someone who wrote this as well – “Don’t … 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
Posted in Borrowed Words, Culture, Rights
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Ocean Eyes
Suddenly the mind remembers this fantastic poem. By Faiz Ahmed Faiz. Teri Samundar Ankhon Mein Yah dhup kinara shaam dhalen, Milte hain dono waqt jahan, Jo raat na din, jo aaj na kal, pal bhar ko amar, pal bhar mein … Continue reading
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Death, Cable TV, Emotions and Hamsters
I am a week and a day old at my new workplace and so far it’s been a good ride. Even as I learn a whole new way of approaching accounts, and get used to new faces. For starters, the … Continue reading
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If you read one thing today .. etc.
This is such an incredibly beautiful post. [via Marginal Revolution] The photographs are haunting, and the reflections on the remains of what was once a school books depository are almost creepy. Abandoned places have a strange impact. Either they amaze … Continue reading
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A brief distraction
Many thanks to the Punkster who is making the transition to this theme a lot smoother. While she tinkers with the innards of my WordPress, I am suddenly distracted. For no reason at all, I feel like sharing this piece … Continue reading
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R.I.P Kurt Vonnegut
Kurt Vonnegut was not a man to be messed with. I read Slaughterhouse-Five at a slightly impressionable age. You know that age when you are genuinely impressed with authors. But the one piece that I keep returning to – for … Continue reading
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Paris thoughtlets: On cities, museums, souvenirs, fakes etc.
Like any other city driven and shaped for tourists, Paris is abundant with souvenir shops. I don’t quite know how to react to souvenirs. When I was working in India, we used to pick up local handicrafts. But over time … Continue reading
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Kishore Kumar, an interview from 1985
We’re back in a retro mood. There are these rare spaces in each week, when existential questions are put aside without any effort. There’s this interview that Pritish Nandy did with Kishore Kumar that’s a complete gem. It’s a little … Continue reading
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Podcast: Bearhug by Michael Ondaatje
I spent some time today reading Michael Ondaatje. Ondaatje is probably better known for his book, The English Patient. But far better than his prose, is his poetry. Filled with the minutiae of relationships and gestures. I felt like reading … Continue reading
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On struggling with poems, language and culture
Last night I was thinking of the murderous Hindi tests that included a viva voce. Which meant that Hindi poems had to be recited by rote. Some of the poems were a blasted 30 stanzas long. The teacher would recite … Continue reading
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