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A little mood music for Saturday night. Along with an absurd realization that I haven’t heard anything earth-shatteringly new in the last few years. At a certain age, you discover new bands by the week. Like how in one summer, Janis Joplin and Steely Dan became more than just names. Not to say I don’t [...]
Posted on March 29th, 2008 by Neha Viswanathan
Filed under: Music, Film and Art, Rants and Rambles, Self | 9 Comments »
They’re in Ayodhya. In this
very holy city, they smear
everything on their foreheads.
The guide (for tourists and
pilgrims) points to a slab. “Here,
Sita made rotis for Rama.”.
She wonders if Rama liked his
rotis fluffy. And round. Perfectly
Round.
If like her, Sita too let her eyes
rest on the gentle curves of
copper bottomed vessels, to
break from the routine of
domestic geometry. [...]
Posted on March 19th, 2008 by Neha Viswanathan
Filed under: Photographs, Poetry and Fiction | 20 Comments »
He tells her that she must keep
good company. For names are
ruined thus. Without warning.
Which is why, nobody names
their daughter after the woman
who sent a good man to his
exile. Even if, it was only her
confidante, who started it all.
The corruption of Kaikeyi, not
her own doing, has now ruined
a very lovely name.
Posted on March 11th, 2008 by Neha Viswanathan
Filed under: Poetry and Fiction | 25 Comments »
Their bags and backs face me,
I can only hear parts of whispers.
One pint down. The other half
drunk. The woman on the left
attempts a SWOT analysis of a
potential love affair. Strengths,
weaknesses, opportunities and
those terrible invisible threats.
His genes are good, but perhaps
there is a history of high and
unforgiving cholesterol in his
family. He has a lovely house.
His [...]
Posted on March 7th, 2008 by Neha Viswanathan
Filed under: Photographs, Poetry and Fiction | 9 Comments »
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