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It’s morning for me, and night for you. Or
sometimes, the other way round. I am
bursting into song, morning exploding
through the windows. You, are driven
into the traps of your longitude.
It’s night for you. I wonder, now, if
Rahu, the snake that swallows the
moon, (Such weird appetites our Indian
snakes have.) hops across the smoky
urban skies, from my city [...]
Posted on March 31st, 2007 by Neha Viswanathan
Filed under: Photographs, Poetry and Fiction | 4 Comments »
You call those rotten?
Thirteen-year-old Katharine Tuck’s sneakers smell as bad as they look. Now, at least, the Utah seventh-grader can afford some new ones. On Tuesday, she out-ranked six other children to win $2,500 in the 32nd annual National Odor-Eaters Rotten Sneaker Contest, stinking up the joint with a pair of well-worn 1½-year-old Nikes so [...]
Posted on March 30th, 2007 by Neha Viswanathan
Filed under: Funny, Random Links | 3 Comments »
We’re back in a retro mood. There are these rare spaces in each week, when existential questions are put aside without any effort. There’s this interview that Pritish Nandy did with Kishore Kumar that’s a complete gem. It’s a little long but worth every minute spent on it. Kishore Kumar’s incredible comic-tragic genius isn’t limited [...]
Posted on March 28th, 2007 by Neha Viswanathan
Filed under: Borrowed Words, History and Monuments, Music, Film and Art | 12 Comments »
I’ve heard this song more than a few times over and over. I used to like INXS at one point in time, but somewhere they went so pulpy and unrecognizable with all the face change that the band slipped through the CDs. I don’t know yet if I like the entire song. There are some [...]
Posted on March 27th, 2007 by Neha Viswanathan
Filed under: Music, Film and Art | 5 Comments »
Nine years ago, my friend, a
little taller than me, with nice
thick, curly hair and I,
stood in front of the air cooler.
We were singing. Our some-
what hormone tinged chords,
distorted by the gust of air.
Half the word would shiver.
Our lips wobbly like rubber.
Woolf had been discovered,
shelved. You asked me what
I wanted. Money. Love. Thin-ness.
I replied. Years later, [...]
Posted on March 27th, 2007 by Neha Viswanathan
Filed under: Photographs, Poetry and Fiction | 5 Comments »
Adverts in a 1959 Railway Timetable.
Lovely adverts in a Pakistani Railway Timetable published in 1959. Rustam Bicycle, Tibet Toothpaste and Toilet Soap, West End Watch Co., Bombay Cloth House and other delightful things!
(tags: history pakistan media advertising)
Posted on March 27th, 2007 by Neha Viswanathan
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One of the regrets I have is not knowing Telugu. Caranatic Music becomes all the more incomprehensible because so many of the songs are in Telugu. As a child, I was fascinated when my mother conversed in the language with our neighbours. She grew up in Hyderabad, so she spoke it fluently. When I lived [...]
Posted on March 23rd, 2007 by Neha Viswanathan
Filed under: Music, Film and Art, Sri | 24 Comments »
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