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The dancing moth
I have been mulling over the relevance of people and opinions. And, I turned to the cosmos to give me a sign as to what is the way forward. It should not surprise me but I was pleasantly so when I read this: “Instead, the major stories in Book Two are primarily concerned with the…
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Georgia
There is always so much more to read. I find myself in conversations: “No, I haven’t read that.” The prospect is thrilling and worrying. There is that constant niggle – out there could be that one book I wish I had read before putting pen to paper. Each day passes in the pursuit of that…
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Road trip with the boys
We drove from Amsterdam to Dusseldorf. From Dusseldorf to Radhadesh. And then to Genval. From there back home. It was an impromptu trip. I felt my creativity was clogged. I could smell the rust inside my head. And, I knew that all our friends would be away. We packed light, threw caution to the…
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Persepolis
Reading Persepolis was like returning to a warm and safe place. Ironically, the graphic novel is the loss of that, that someone understood, lived through it, to bear witness to that truth is beyond powerful. This is the second graphic novel I’ve read (the first one being Maus) and I immensely enjoy the form. To…
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2
2 Gifting two with two The back and forth, me and you For years I kept quiet, never said a word about you Others – yes, but I spared you But now you too A cell begins to divide creating you One to two This is me and this is you I was born to…
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Gender Log India
Gender Log India This whole week I will be tweeting as @genderlogindia “Imagining equality: a crowdsourced hub on gender from India, with a new guest curator each week.” You can find out more about this movement through the link : http://genderlog.com/
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Red
Ravan had ten heads Each one an inverted medusa, Twenty eyes watched those swaying hips, a golden bait – cross the line, cross the line, cross the line The benevolent Mother Goddess also has a black face One of the seven tongues of Agni Severed ball of blood clutched in her hands. They speak of…
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Purani Dilli at Ramzaan| A Photo Essay
Originally posted on A Date With Delhi: On any ordinary day, one peek at the majestic Jama Masjid of Old Delhi will take your breath away. It will bring to your mind a picture of a royal cavalcade proceeding slowly from the Delhi Gate of the Red Fort to the entry of the royal mosque,…
