The Real Fiction

All that we experience, our perceptions – sights & insights – seem like a surreal mix of fact and fantasy. There are no lines dividing anything anywhere & existence rides upon interpretations. This blog will surf, fly, jog, dive, swim, jump & at times even hobble through planes of experiences that will include poetry, protests, design, tales, photo-tales and whatever else is discovered & needs to be shared.
Breaking up cosy cartels

Breaking up cosy cartels

Discussing politics fills us with enthusiasm… and so this is all that we can hear in buses, on kerbsides, in shops and offices, in homes, on the television, on radio, in colleges, and I sometimes suspect, even in the mushy conversations of lovers in some park. But there is another...
The Presstitutes and the Poltitutes

The Presstitutes and the Poltitutes

A few of them seek to regale you for a fee and give you what you desire to see, hear or read. Others just want to accompany you on sensual trips of exploration all over the world. They have the power to reduce every upheaval of excited turmoil into exclamations,...
Imagination is Dangerous and Combustible

Imagination is Dangerous and Combustible

‘That’s incorrect,’ said an editor and I had to remind him of the reason why David Davidar had to be fired in 2010. In every relationship there will be two people imagining different outcomes and it is the friction between two wonderfully abstract thoughts that invariably results in a conflagration...
Let the Chulha tax & other dumb laws become Travel USPs

Let the Chulha tax & other dumb laws become Travel USPs

We in India are living on a treasure trove of dumb laws and like the imbeciles that we are, we plan to throw them away. Our politicians are ready to make these laws the debating point during an election but none of those in power have the creative intelligence to...
Writing of rights: Review of ‘Talking of Justice’

Writing of rights: Review of ‘Talking of Justice’

Now here is an author who doesn’t flinch as she admits that she is short and that there are things that she doesn’t know about. Leila Seth writes in her book ‘Talking of Justice’: As the discussion began, I remember feeling acutely uncomfortable on stage. I am short and, seated...
Tiddy & Pipi

Tiddy & Pipi

Hi there Tiddy & Pipi I know I’m supposed to write a post to one person who I missed the most this Diwali… but hey, don’t they say that marriage transforms two souls into one? Well, so for me you two are just one entity now. London must be far...
Creative energy redefined

Creative energy redefined

Somewhere between absurdity and anti-absurdity is the zone where real creative energy can be found. The sort creative energy that is conveyed by the letter ‘A’ in the international radio phonetic alphabet, an unofficial leader, the first letter of the Greek alphabet, the beginning or creation, or a dominant individual...
My Yorkshire aromas

My Yorkshire aromas

My awareness of the relationship between an aroma and a place began around twenty years back in York. We were here because Specky was a Commonwealth Scholar at the University of York and working for her DPhil then. Out of India for the first time, every little whiff of any...
Poet for hire

Poet for hire

London. Queen’s Walk. 10 June 2014   London surprises you every time. I mean, just look at what happens on crossings in New Delhi. You find the same kind of ragamuffins selling pirated books, or similar looking amateur kid gangs doing the same act of threading their unexpectedly slim body...
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Bags and bags and bags of pain

Bags and bags and bags of pain

Pain and conflict surrounds us in myriad forms and we understand only a part of it. We empathise with a much lesser part of what we understand and we are in a position to alleviate only a fraction of it all. But like Kirthi Jayakumar, the writer of ‘The Dove’s Lament’, we need to know...
The story of Chinky, Thulla, and Tambi

The story of Chinky, Thulla, and Tambi

What is more offensive and derogatory – a name that is spoken with some affection though sometimes with ignorance wrapped around, or the Shiv Sena asking Biharis, workers from UP and Gujarati businessmen to leave their ‘amchi Mumbai’? Or people in J&K, the NE, and a few other regions calling you ‘Indian’ when you go...
Between the future and the past

Between the future and the past

Yes, we’re somewhere between the future and the past. We are no longer madly in love with democracy and yet we do not know what else to adopt or where to go. Democracy has been here for years and trumpeted its case against other known forms of governing rather well… and this is why these...
Be the storyteller of Wayanad

Be the storyteller of Wayanad

About ‘travelling’, Ibn Battuta reportedly said that ‘it leaves you speechless, then turns you into a storyteller.’ I guess this is true of every place on earth… and I can vouch for this as I have travelled to many places both within and outside India and have been building my treasure of stories slowly and...
The Frog

The Frog

The frog, they say, Leaps all the way And all the time. What if he’s sleepy today?
Each species is a masterpiece

Each species is a masterpiece

I’ve heard the language of wildlife many times and I have seen so many of these wonderful species converse with nature. I can tell you it is spellbinding. The hours spent at Dudhwa, Ranthambore and Shivpuri are probably the best hours that I have spent anywhere because they have taken me to a position that...
Draw a line. Erase a line.

Draw a line. Erase a line.

No, the relationship between a child and an adult isn’t a game of drawing and erasing lines. Nor does it do us any good to go ahead and start reading between the lines or giving it a complex meaning or an abstract interpretation. Yet, this is precisely what buddies do – at any age. My...
Who are the chosen ones?

Who are the chosen ones?

‘You’re the chosen one’, said their mail and I was suitably thrilled, happy, and began looking forward to this trip to the Tata Nano factory in Sanand, near Ahmedabad. Well, the journalist in me was, let me admit here, excited… for reasons that are obvious to anyone. I wanted to see for myself the relationship...
Do I always need less on my plate?

Do I always need less on my plate?

To eat less is not necessarily the right way to all the benefits that can be linked to a balanced and healthy diet. I mean, there are the diet experts who talk about controlling your weight, improving the psychological state of your mind, having adequate energy to see you through the day, having the power...
Jordan: Compressing an adventure

Jordan: Compressing an adventure

‘Hustle-bustle’ has a hyphen… my wild guess is that this hyphen is like a hammock for peace to be there and chill! Almost like Jordan. Jordan is surrounded by countries with unrest that is almost genetic and right in the middle of the Middle East is this small country where peace reigns. ‘Small country, is...
Everyone’s Worried about Subsidy

Everyone’s Worried about Subsidy

  Oh yes, we’re all worried about our LPG subsidy. Will the government’s ad blitz finally convince us all to give it up or will our will to hold on to small benefits be the ultimate victor? When I asked Specky, my wife, she smiled and replied, ‘The important question is if giving up our...
You see, I don’t like to miss it all!

You see, I don’t like to miss it all!

You see, I am not the sort who will run to my neighbour’s house to watch the replay of the shot that I missed on my browser or my mobile. This is because I fear my neighbour will bang into me as it is he who rushes to my house every time there is a...