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.
Posts tagged "Tata Zica"
Ration the potions with notions of nation

Ration the potions with notions of nation

Ruckus. Babble. Chaos. Irreverence. Arrogance. Protest. Bullying. Questions. All this and more happens every time the nation starts defining any concept… it could be anything stretching from nationalism to terrorism. All that one never really sees are solutions, answers, a convergence of ideas, and an acceptance of dissent. All that is never there are people...
What if... monarchy returns with a bang

What if… monarchy returns with a bang

Voltaire wrote: ‘I would rather obey a fine lion, much stronger than myself, than two hundred rats of my own species.’ I am not sure if he was actually talking about monarchy or something else… but isn’t it funny that even in political parties in a democracy one sees the rats obeying the lion? In...
What if... all smart gadgets were banned

What if… all smart gadgets were banned

‘What will happen if all smart gadgets were banned?’ I asked Specky, my wife. ‘Hmmm… interesting,’ she began, ‘we’ll navigate correctly without the GPS guiding us through all the wrong routes.’ This made us smile. She then mentioned that listening to the music of nature just might become a reality then… I said, ‘You are...
What if... we ceased to stay amazed

What if… we ceased to stay amazed

Amazing! This is one word that says all it ever needs to say without needing even an exclamation mark. You see we are living in times when from dawn to dusk everything is amazing to someone or the other. Not that I have any objection to everything being amazing… but I sometimes get this distinct...
Navigating through a poet’s mind

Navigating through a poet’s mind

This is Nitin Soni, the curly poet, who has just published his first poetry book ‘The Broken Boat’ allowing me to explore the way his mind sees and perceives life. In times when people are writing novels and short-stories, you have published poetry… There are a lot of people who talk about writing, about art...
Experience the freedom

Experience the freedom

No, this post is neither about the slogan decibels at JNU nor about the misplaced sense of patriotism by goons. This one is simply an attempt to talk about the way ‘make in India’ is being milked. Does this ring a bell? ‘Make in India’, I guess is all about the policy music used to...
Truly alive

Truly alive

I guess an adventure is when you do something that you have never done… so yes, by this definition even writing a poem for someone who has no idea of metres, syllables, and rhymes is as intense an adventure as is driving the F1 car in an international driving circuit for someone who generally drives...
What if... everyone wrote but no one read anything

What if… everyone wrote but no one read anything

What if I were a drop of water on a planet where there was just water and nothing else. No birds flying in the air, no fish testing the under-current, no micro-organisms waiting for their turn to die and get reborn as a human. Just water everywhere and I, a little drop bobbing up and...
Between now or never

Between now or never

Between now or never – Review of DANGLE by Sutapa Basu   Thrillers, I had written in some earlier post, are not just about guns and grenades, but about the impact of the battles of minds. The mind creates a thriller if it really wants to… and this is what Sutapa Basu has done in...
That’s how stories happen

That’s how stories happen

I tried rubbing the edge of my study table, whispering, ‘Appear, my lovely story. Appear!’ It didn’t. I tried this with the walls in my home, with trees in the park, and once even slyly tried rubbing the end of the shawl of a woman I didn’t know at all. Nothing happened. No story appeared...
Six word stories

Six word stories

Stories happen everywhere, all the time. In homes, out on the road, inside an office cubicle, on a roof-top, in a room… and they are not always that go on and on page after page. Some do, of course. But most finish rather unexpectedly. Many leave you with your own interpretations and some just tell...
Let the body say it for you

Let the body say it for you

Between having something to say and saying something lies the territory non-verbal communication. This is something that adds to the impact of whatever it is that is to be communicated. The body must be in sync with what you are saying… I mean, a peppy waving of hands at a solemn moment runs the risk...