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“We write to taste life twice, in the moment and in retrospect.”

More than Words

Somehow I get the feeling that this year, I must spend a lot of my time reading poetry. And I must do it with physical copies of books. In English, of course, and if I can manage it, in Urdu as well. However, my reading is very slow this year. I've just finished the...

Safarnama

About a year and a half ago, someone recommended that I read Dozakhnama by Ravishankar Bal. Read Dozakhnama, they said. It's a conversation between dead Manto and dead Ghalib, they said. I bought myself a copy, but I was dismayed on seeing that the poetry of Ghalib...

All I Ask

It is very quiet in the room. I'm all alone and the small, yellow light keeps me company. Under it, I've just finished reading A Book of Simple Living by Ruskin Bond. I think about the ferns, geraniums, walnuts, oaks and deodars generously mentioned in the book. I can...

What Is This Thing Called Love?

This came in the mail today. I knew it was sent, but when I received it I was overjoyed because I wasn't expecting it. There's a very small note inside it. I felt a tear of joy form at the corner of my eye when I read it. This book is the thoughtful gesture of a...

Between the Raindrops

Know the superstition that your new year tends to follow the trend set by the first day of the year? I hope to God that that's untrue because the first day of my year was terrible. Honestly, so were the first two weeks. Moreover, so have been these 22 days. Now don't...

You and Your Heart

On Starry Nights and Beating Hearts Under a clear night sky in Villupuram One evening, I was out with frolleagues (colleagues who are friends). We went to a rooftop cafe which opened up to the sky and the overlooked the sea. As darkness descended, we looked up and...

Book List 2016

Earlier this year, I made a conscious attempt to read books from different countries of the world. The reasons for this were my understanding that the Western countries are not the be-all and end-all of this world, the innate need to belong to the world, to be more...

Soundwaves of Gold

On Poetry in Everyday Life In and Around Adishakti Theatre Long ago, I used to write poems about photos taken by friends (who are not friends anymore). It wasn't a conscious effort at collaboration, if you will. But it wasn't wholly my creation. It was shared. When I...

This Is What You Came For

On Familiarity Somewhere off Auroville; In a Place Far, Far Away On my way back home, for an instant, I wished I could go over to Boy and tell him about how I had met someone almost like him and then not like him at all. Then, I thought of telling FF about how I’d met...

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