The things one wakes up to. For instance Indiequill’s amazing post on Nagin. Unfortunately the mind must make connections, and I suddenly remember watching this awful film called Dhoodh Ka Karz. (Debt of Milk?). Suffice to say a woman gives a snake her breastmilk and the snake is forever grateful. Please to watch this brief [...]
Posted on May 20th, 2009 by Neha Viswanathan
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The most absurd evening was had. Out of the blue, a schoolmate from ten years ago – GT announces that he’s landing in London, and with the stars aligning just right SJ announces that she’s free for the evening as well. So we meet, after ten years. He belonged to the geek squad, she belonged [...]
Posted on May 15th, 2009 by Neha Viswanathan
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Without a room. Or money. The two of them, attempt to find refuge, from the summer, and for their ever-lusting love. The city parks are infested. With lovers. Insects. And fat, moustached constables. In the heat, the waves of hot air. The heart swells, like a phulka. The old man, a mild pervert watches the [...]
Posted on May 14th, 2009 by Neha Viswanathan
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Sometimes when I am doing random household chores and am not sure if I want to listen to music, but need music nevertheless, I end up playing antakshari with myself. This is how we entertained ourselves for years. As kids. As college students. Especially on bus rides. I blame my giant and nearly pointless knowledge [...]
Posted on May 7th, 2009 by Neha Viswanathan
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My back is much better. I’ve never really had a “back problem”, so this sudden development requires some adjustment of things. Minor things. Like an extra pillow, and the constant presence of a hot water bottle. Some of you have mailed in and asked how I am doing. I am deeply touched. Some of you [...]
Posted on May 5th, 2009 by Neha Viswanathan
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