WHAT. DID. I. JUST. READ.This felt like a ‘Master and Margarita’ set in the socio-political maelstrom of an Era that’s hurtling towards its rhythmic 2020. Only, you knew the fine curve lines of the Russian classic, it was a story within a story, but you…
Another Friendship Day came and went, and as tradition would have it – I didn’t wish anybody. But it did get me thinking – as happens to all of us -from what we are reading concurrently, to what we are watching, and what the internet…
Women have exciting stories to tell and are great storytellers because they are wonderful conversationalists, and they have a primordial aversion to grunting. They love to understand and nod their heads and offer a counter, carefully lay out options, meticulously unravel the mystery, arrive at…
//Every December is the season for Unhaving. Unhaving. Or, Breaking with the past.// Te Quiero. When I teach Spanish, these are my favourite verbs to start with – tengo and quiero. Tengo is ‘I have’ and Quiero is ‘I want’. I lure the beginners with…
I mostly have no problem with delayed flights, in fact I like them – it gives me more time with my book, and it’s indeed something to dissolve into another world, sitting under those big awnings and towering steel girders, whilst watching airplanes sashaying in…
You know India is a country of many many things, it’s a crazy, heaving, pulsating leviathan of a land with its swathes of browns and its few glimmers of 24 carat gold. The bus never stops at the designated bus stop, people run to catch…
Shehan Karunatilaka (SK) brings a Kurt Vonnegut for a Show and Tell to the Booker’s AMA, writes children’s books – well sleeptime books for toddlers with big, colourful pictures and trots up the stage to pick up the Booker with glistening black nail paint. Long…
//The lockdown in India simmers and coils and flattens itself on my verandah – every afternoon, bristling with its scales of heat and the rain clouds teasing and retreating, full of sharp malice. I haven’t sat in a cafe and looked out of the window…