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Plot for world domination – 1

This is my plan. I am going to move next door to this person. Sneak in through the window. Borrow books, read them and keep them back without the author of that blog ever suspecting a thing.
Or I’ll save on moving costs and just buy the bloody books myself. Somebody please work out the costs [...]

One confession and a wonderful find

Confessions make sense only if you know the real nature of the sin. So here’s it. At one point in time, I read every available book in the Sweet Valley High series. I don’t know why. I am considerably ashamed I did. I usually bury it deep in subconscious. It’s not even like I really [...]

When Doris said Oh Christ!

The world would be wonderful if more people were as flippant as her. Doris Lessing is told that she won the Nobel Prize for Literature and she looks part annoyed and part tired.
Lessing later said she thought the cameras were there to film a television program. Vegetables peeked out from blue plastic bags she [...]

On being Offended and Taslima Nasrin

There’s something so disturbing about this incident. When you read these words
A group of 20 All India Majlis-e-Ittehadul Muslimeen (MIM) workers, led by MLAs Afsar Khan, Ahmed Pasha and Mozum Khan, stormed the Press Club premises and raised slogans against the author.
They attacked her with bouquets, flower pots and virtually anything they could lay their [...]

Look Ma, my photos got published!

I am experiencing the sort of gratification that amateur photographers hope for. In the post today, came a book that I had forgotten all about – Synagogen. Die Schönsten Gotteshauser des Judentums. Don’t ask me what that means, because I don’t know any German either. But a while back I was asked if two of [...]

Tagged: Indian Writing

Tagged by Madrasi Chick, I am forced to ponder about “Indian Writing”. I grew up in RK Puram. RK Puram, originally named Rama Krishna Puram is a huge development in South Delhi, meant for housing Central Government employees. As things stood, the houses in RK Puram were rather sought after. They probably still are. When [...]

R.I.P Kurt Vonnegut

Kurt Vonnegut was not a man to be messed with. I read Slaughterhouse-Five at a slightly impressionable age. You know that age when you are genuinely impressed with authors. But the one piece that I keep returning to – for irony and a smirk – is Last Words for a Century, published in 1999.
The [...]