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One year ago today, Sri and I (literally) tied the knot.
:) Happy Anniversary and all! To monkeys, potatoes, movies, daags and a little russian dancing!
Note – Anniversary sounds so formal no? Kids can’t say Kalyanam (trans. Wedding) so they are told they are going for a DumDumDum. The Dumdumdum of course refers to the [...]

Kadai – Kavya, Anant and other monkeys

While drawing deep breaths and struggling for space on the London Underground today – my mind wandered to Anant and Kavya. The sort of monkeys that some stories are, they cling to your limbs and tug at your hair. I must feed these monkeys. I must remember them. Stories and monkeys both swing from [...]

Rang De Basanti … Some thoughts

Perhaps the fundamental problem is that I had very high expectations from this movie. The blogosphere was raving and ranting about it. How brilliant it was. How different it was. And how it took their breath away.
It is different. I’ll give it that. But it isn’t brilliant. When you shift a complicated idea like interleaving [...]

Now that Hamas has won

BBC terms the victory of Hamas in Palestinian election as a conundrum. And that is one of the more polite terms being heard. There seems to be a strong sense of defeat even as democracy is exercised. Global Voices has a post with some links to blog-talk in the region. There should be more coverage [...]

Desicritics.org

Desicritics.org is up and about.
The most interesting bit about this venture is that it seems very committed about the focus on South Asia. Scouting for blogs and conversations about the larger context of South Asia is a hard task. (This gives me some thought for another post – Expect one soon.)
Being on board Desicritics.org, I [...]

The Half-Eaten Poet Wonders

The poet inside tattooed
on alien tongue. Open
Palm,
Hand or Leaf upon which
an ancestor wrote.
My poetry as always has been scattered. From the vision of a black beret, to the sudden appearance of a hungry bread-loving bird. Or hallucinations. Anything. So here, for the ungentle-st of readers who hopefully scavenge among the 600 plus posts for truncated [...]

City Leaves

He said
Streets were littered with
your ex-loves, regrets
and falling leaves.
The others
being rooted in
spiritscapes couldn’t be
urged to come.
I bring
you this, a gift of leaves,
The thick lines of which
sing like your palm’s.
In these
may you find your younger
days, and oldest songs.
Sri – Husband, flatmate and bestfriend responds
Green leaves of younger days
that dry and wither away
Like memories of past joys
and [...]