The Ranoosh: Subtextual Flavours

The Ranoosh: Subtextual Flavours

Chef Ali Mkram has the kind of face that reminds you of orange orchards and happy family picnics. A face of contented joy and peace. That he is from Syria, working in Bangalore as a chef for possibly Bangalore’s only authentic Lebanese restaurant is one of the many paradoxes you will see at The Ranoosh. […]

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Donna Summer: The Voice

Donna Summer: The Voice

My most resonant memory of 70s music is when during the preparations of  our school annual functions, we would hear Lipps Incorporated’s Funky Town again and again. And again. We had no access to Western music except on radio and how this record landed up in a small town and in a school library beats […]

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Because She Walked…

Because She Walked…

You can’t unmake or remake .. or break her.. because she picked her scattered bones from the womb of the earth, from thirsty sands and ocean pits and glued them to her soul with warm blood, hot tears, sweat and sticky hope.. and built  herself limb by limb from a faint heart beat, a fading pulse. You can’t because she […]

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Shame…

Shame…

A few days back I found a petition forwarded by Richard Loitam’s parents in my inbox. The same Richard who was brutally beaten  to death a few nights ago in a reputed Bangalore college. A few months in a college in the capacity of an occasional teacher made me react to this news with far more […]

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That Little Space

That Little Space

Sometimes those who watch you go by.. have no idea about your journey the roads you have taken to get here they only see who you are now or think they do and measure your human weight your life your work in the palm of their hand they know nothing because beneath the obvious surface of […]

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Gulmohar..

Gulmohar..

The roots of a gulmohar.. with  hungry, splayed fingers clutch the earth to draw all its passion eager lust crimson joy life blood life surge to pour it  all back into a million, flaming hearts beating back to the world unconquerable love that covers the earth with  warm, red kisses and fades..leaving behind a promise […]

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An Unfinished Day

An Unfinished Day

An unfinished day.. half baked. incomplete. loudly, rudely voiced. untidy. spilling… unconvincing truths.. just like a.. soul expelled from its skin And now just a moment a deep breath and forgiveness and insight that even when you can’t draw a straight line on paper you can in your head and that is where it begins and […]

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How Dirty Is Dirty?

How Dirty Is Dirty?

So how dirty is dirty on Indian television?  A censored film is not sanitised enough for family audiences but home grown crime shows are?  Especially the ones where in the guise of educating viewers about the dangers lurking in every neighbourhood and dark corner, gang rapes are recreated, victims are shown pleading for mercy as […]

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