Monthly Archives: December 2005

How to have a great year!

My last post for 2005. Great year. Got married. (Wow!) Boyfriend became Husband. Boyfriend remains Best Friend. Found job. Moved from Hyderabad to Delhi. Delhi to Bombay. Moved into a new home by the sea. Bombay to London. Moved into … Continue reading

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Remembrance Week

A year back, Boxing Day didn’t mean much to me. You don’t really have the concept of Boxing Day in India. It’s an alien word, with not much of an import on the subcontinent. However, the tsunami changed it all. … Continue reading

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Your Christmas, And mine Too! Oye!

Meri Christmas! Oye, Teri Bhi Christmas. (My Christmas! Oye, Your Christmas Too!) A once upon a time foggy memory of Christmas jokes around Merry Christmas. Merry sounds pretty similar to Meri (trans. – Mine). Christmas was co-opted well into the … Continue reading

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Neyveli and lignite

This post is prompted by reading the archives of The Hindu – This Day That Age column that never fails to rake up some associations and conversations. Bulk samples of lignite from the Neiveli Lignite Project have been sent to … Continue reading

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Old Spitalfields Market on a Sunday

Walking around in the Old Spitalfields market on a very cold Sunday, the world seemed to converge in small stalls. Beads as though strung all the way from Goa made shiny appearances, and a doormat with Che Guevara’s iconic-Mickey Mousish … Continue reading

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Taking back the Indian Night

This disturbs me. Women account for about 40 per cent of the 350,000 call centres employees in India. IT sector bodies, politicians and the police have now urged companies to offer better security to BPO workers. Should women work night … Continue reading

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Of five years

To this I give Our silent rotating nights, Sigh of ugly buildings, steel And Brit, stare through pure Doors. Our various homes names for moods, shared secrets and soap, Each a line on our somewhat young palms, yawn out memories. … Continue reading

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