The process of intimacy is tied to the uniqueness of how each of us experiences the world. Our public knowledge is not able to encompass the physicality of living, and the differences of our experience within our bodies. Our brainwaves, a physical expression of the continuous flow and transformation of experiences that we all inhabit, […]
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Month: March 2011
I Am Every Superwoman
I burp. I swear. I feel bad. I throw tantrums. I lose my cool. I get jealous. I make mistakes. I fumble. I cry. I am confused. I go blank sometimes. And I hate…well, I am honest. But I also feel joy. I laugh. I stand up for my friends. I look after people. I support. I adapt. I cook. I work. I volunteer. And guess what… I […]
Mohali beyond cricket
The thrum of Vande Mataram. The beating of a giant heart during the ‘reviews.’ The roar of a 1000 drums. Aamir Khan gesturing victory to the crowd to the tune of, “Rubaru, roshni hai.” A Pakistani woman praying with her eyes closed. Harbhajan Singh invoking the Sikh Gurus. A commentator screaming, “Out..OUT..Yuvraj Singh may have put India on the road to Mumbai!” The […]
Grandma Goes Back To School
Old Grandma sat on her chair in the verandah looking ar her four grandchildren, sad and jealously wishing she was young like them. She remembered all the fun and freedom she had as a little girl and how after a long day of school, her mother would make lemonade and cucumber sandwiches for her. She also […]
A Sense of Humour
Is that a horse blowing its own trumpet or is it a donkey carrying the load of an entire household on its feeble shoulders? Why is a globe hanging upside down tied up with slippers, books, petrol cans, water bottles and a mattress too? The rabbit certainly doesn’t seem so ‘hare-brained’ compared to the ‘empty-headed’ […]
The Ugh Duckling
Once upon a time, long before you, me or even the hero of this story was born, there lived a vivacious duck called Duckie who fell madly in love with Rake, a handsome drake. Everybody warned her he was only after one thing but she ignored them and foolishly went headlong into the relationship. […]
Your Native Village
” Do not once think that you are here as a result of chance or coincidence,” the folks at Our Native Village, an ecologically sensitive and restorative resort, will have you believe. So if you have been longing to fill a big void where there once was a simpler way of life and if you are […]
Waiting For Mr Buffett
The other day I caught Mark Zuckerberg, chief executive and founder of Facebook on a dated episode of The Oprah Winfrey Show. Yes, the same where he declared that he would be donating $100 million to update and revive the public school system in Newark. Despite the resentment I felt at the way foreign channels in India keep palming off stale content to us, I watched […]
Cyber Granny
It’s because I grew up in the last century, my romantic vision of myself as a nice little grey haired old granny who lives in a cottage that is always ripe with the smell of cakes baking belongs back there too.That was my grandma. She grew flowers, baked delicious puddings and granted me the absolute freedom to run barefooted through her village and spend long days fishing or idling in a tree with a book in hand
Remembering Navin Nischol
The night I heard of Navin Nischol’s death, I watched Parwana (1971) on YouTube. Yes, the same film where he played the hero and Amitabh Bachchan, the second lead. The irony. Years later Navin Nischol played the second lead in Desh Premi (1982) where Bachchan, a superstar by now, was already playing a double role. […]
Of Gilded Cages and the Quest for Freedom
“What this country needs is good, strong military rule!” How often have we heard this or similar sentiments expressed by Indians disgruntled by the deteriorating law and order situation and increasing instances of corruption in high places in the country. I’ve always maintained that the people glibly advocating such simplistic solutions should go and live […]
A National Love Affair
Have you ever wanted to watch a match in the stadium but could not because it’s held in another city, far away from where you live? Have you ever been subject to one of the most torturously boring things, like watching a nail-biting cricket match alone? Even if you got all the jazz – popcorn, […]