Monthly Archives: August 2005

Love, actually, really, must-be!

The capacity to forget is strange. Souls on exile carelessly forget that they are in fact, on exile. And when they go back to their towns, cities and homes – you struggle to remember the vague oddities that made it … Continue reading

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BlogDay – Five blogs and still discovering!

Ta-Da! Blog Day 2005. (Drumroll please!!) My bloglines list is cluttered and messy. I read a lot. And I realize I read mostly desi blogs, or blogs that talk about my limited interests. But scratching the blog surfaces, I have … Continue reading

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poem for a husband

I am the tree on which your initials from childhood shine into the night, And endlessly tease young lovers. I am your Malgudi, and the bittersweetness of this cartography that comes with playing truant with raw mangoes.

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You’ve been tagged – Blog Day 2005 on 31 Aug

Via Haitham who tagged me, here comes Blog Day 2005! . What started as Nir Ofir’s idea, should ideally turn into a day of discovery for us. The idea in Nir’s words In one long moment on August 31st, bloggers … Continue reading

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Surpanakha – Women, demons and others

One character that I felt was deeply misunderstood and much maligned in the Ramayana was Surpanakha. Surpanakha is the turning point in the Aranya Kanda (The Book of the Forest). The sister of a powerful King, she isn’t what you … Continue reading

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children, education and then some

While this has been articulated time and again, it is heartening to note that even a politician (indeed the Prime Minister!) recognizes that having excellent education at the graduation and postgraduation levels is a bit pointless if children are dropping … Continue reading

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Or how the superstar let us down

Rajnikanth is an inevitable part of life in Tamizh Nadu. As a kid, his giant hoardings, towering over life, trees and advertisement billboards, became indelible in the mental map of Madras and its geographical identity. Words like ‘Super Star’ are … Continue reading

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