Monthly Archives: February 2005

For the Last Time.. I am not related to Viswanathan Anand the Chess player. I do not change babies’ nappies because I am a social worker, and No.. I did not get my hair curled. And yes, that is YOUR … Continue reading →

Though this photograph has already been uploaded once, was sort of thinking of about Hyderabad. This photograph taken in Medak was at the peak of work and life in Hyd. This was behind a HUGE Lift Irrigation Scheme. The pumpset … Continue reading →

Having pulled your soul into the pepper pan You ask me for Peter And I shrug For now the householder struggles with roaches Suppose Charlotte never got that haircut do you suppose the web may have never been made?

The shit and the roads in Bombay have a curious love story.

Last year, I met NS for a brief while near Sion, as I was about to board a bus. In her typical style, she came with a big bag. Funny thing is, I always think of her with her ‘yellow’ … Continue reading →

Meeta just called now. Bringing with her voice, a sackful of memories from Hyderabad. Meeting her on Friday. Feeling so bloody thrilled about it. Why is it that of all my friends, talking to her, someone I know for about … Continue reading →

How can I prove anything? Like when you have to pee in little cups and put the lid on. No contamination. And in the lab, you turn love into something that goes inside a beaker. I am here. I am.