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curious

So how is Yahoo 360 anyway? While us lesser mortals are waiting to be invited to the public beta testing, it looks like err.. the movers and shakers have had a look at it. An interesting review by Danah Boyd makes me look forward to this. Does it mean finally, there is a semblance of [...]

or how a dog was named

A part of staple diet during the weekend excursions to Vastrapur included hot cups of chai and Parle-G biscuits. This became even more vital during my prep leave which was spent in Ahmedabad instead of Bombay. The chai-biscuit routine was part of a larger sloth programme. In the afternoons while I was studying, and tapping [...]

to a khanabadosh..

You. A nomad who wants a home that moves, sings and even curses in five languages. Spitting on sidewalks, and then letting loose her oiled hair, rubs it on your chest So your hair can grow long and then weighs you down to truly live in the moving house.

chilkur and other adventures..

In fact, this would be my first smile and laugh of the day. Today, I had a massive system crash. While data was retrieved, or some of it anyway, I hate it when systems have to be completely redone, it destroys all elements of personalization. And then to download all those programs on the sly. [...]

some notes..

Note – This isn’t a technical note on Indian Classical Music, but perhaps a reflection on growing up with multiple cultures and identities with respect to Classical music. It also has something to do with my perception of the Hindustani vs Carnatic mud fests that I see frequently on the net. :) —- As a [...]

work etc

Haven’t posted today. Not really. Feeling like an idiot stuck in a Mensa club. Absolute feelings of intellectual inadequacy. Worse still, when I am told that all my job requires is some smart copy-pasting. So, effectively, I am inefficient even as a copy-paster! Is it really that there are varying levels of intelligence, and all [...]

Oye Bubbly!

I love Coca Cola I hate Pepsi Cola And despite that, I cannot stop humming that damn Pepsi commercial. Oye Bubbly. Hai Bubbly! Oye Hoy Bubbly!! Just love the bit belly buttons metamorphosis into mouths, and the absolute rubbishness of the advertisement. And I cannot stop humming it. As a result, the people in the [...]