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.
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The Radish Mystery

The Radish Mystery

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Badmash Company

Badmash Company

Trip: Jhansi – Babina. January 2011 Since my childhood I had been hearing a lot of stories of my father’s stay in Babina. This is a small town near Jhansi and is a major cantonment with a fair sprinkling of the Armoured Corps. I know this because I had a lot of friends in school...
Ravan inspires!

Ravan inspires!

Families are always a strange band of characters and can come up with the most surprising results whenever they sit and work together. I still remember what we did on the 6th of October in 2011. What do I do with my Ravan? When I asked a philosopher ‘What do I do with my Ravan?’...
The lighthouse on North Bay island on a twenty rupee note

The lighthouse on North Bay island on a twenty rupee note

We had taken a local ferry from Chatham Jetty in Port Blair and reached the huge island just across… this was Bamboo Flat. The island seemed like a sleepy village where even shop shutters were opened when the owner saw a customer walking with some resolute intent to buy. Our island visit began in a...
UFO in Kasauli

UFO in Kasauli

Incredible moments come unannounced. Always. Like they did on a fine August day last year as we were getting ready to drive back to Chandigarh. The moments were surreal, and simply out of this world. Those incredible moments came rushing in at us through a large gaping hole in the sky. But wait… we’ll get...
The Goan fisherman who caught just starfish

The Goan fisherman who caught just starfish

Trip: Goa. November 2011.   Goa, where the beaches take you inwards into a strange world of thoughtfulness while asking you to remain outside of yourself and soak in all the world has to offer! They fill you with an intoxication that goes beyond what a mere bottle can capture and offer. The beaches there...
The hyperfocal distance in a friendship

The hyperfocal distance in a friendship

Trip: Seoul. December 2011.   It is easy to imagine that a friendly relationship between a professional photographer and one who intends to be interested in this art would begin somewhat like this… ‘Nice camera there…’ ‘Well, it is an SLR with a 18-300 lens kit.’ ‘Oh! I have one that I just point and...
Fariners love my banana leaf grill

Fariners love my banana leaf grill

Trip: Port Blair and Havelock. February 2012.   I’m not a cook I know nothing of masalas But my tongue knows When they’re mixed well For it just blurts out the truth For all to hear. And if you’re far away Unable to hear The tongue, it just Nags me until I write All that...
An eco-warrior on the trek route in Havelock Island

An eco-warrior on the trek route in Havelock Island

Trip: Port Blair and Havelock. February 2012.  Our stay in Havelock had been nothing short of heaven so far. We were almost three govt-ferry hours away from Port Blair and had already completed our introductory scuba dive. We had bicycled our way to Kaala Pathar, a beach on the East face of the island, explored...
Venkat Rao from Bumflaat

Venkat Rao from Bumflaat

Trip: Port Blair and Havelock. February 2012. As my wife and I were getting down from the local bus at the Chatham Jetty in Port Blair, I asked a girl standing right next to me, ‘The bus doesn’t go any further?’ The girl smiled and replied, ‘It turns back and goes the same way it...
HP-indiblogger and the cult of being original

HP-indiblogger and the cult of being original

Bloggers know what it means to copy. Bloggers know how easy it is to copy. Bloggers know how to copy and then escape. Bloggers can copy and pretend to be original. All the sentences written so far aren’t supposed to be there only to shock or to attract. They are there to emphasise a very...
Photography, philosophy, and a spoonful of Surf excelmatic

Photography, philosophy, and a spoonful of Surf excelmatic

I watched keenly as my wife poured a careful measure of Surf excelmatic in the protruding chamber of the washing machine, close it, put in a select number of clothes, firmly shut the front door and then do some magical fiddling of the auto controls… and that’s it… she beckoned me that we were now...