Black Holes and Revelations, Whatever
Going three months without a post was not intentional, didn't get a chance to breathe leave alone pen my heart and soul to reach you. Hehe, thats George Jones for [...]
January 2008
Tata’s Nano and Rajdeep’s Jeh
Every morning Keshav gives me something to smile about, but this morning when Ratan's five year war and marketing blitz reaches its conclusion, Surendran(thats how I read it) took a nice [...]
While Obama wins…
She can't be bargained with. She can't be reasoned with. She doesn't feel pity, or remorse, or fear. And she absolutely will not stop, ever. Despite Obama winning Iowa yesterday, [...]
December 2007
In her own words
He was 45, she was 36., in 1989 Referring to her blood-stained family history, Bhutto wrote in the introduction to her memoir "Daughter of the East" that "I didn't choose [...]
Nair on the moon and other stories
The gypsy that I am, while rambling around comes across this snippet, its about the people of Phillipines who "are heard talking about their beautiful country where beaches are spectacular [...]
Every year is a 2004
I was closely following this election, and nearly missed the other one. As you know we have close to 30 chief ministers in India, but only two Adivasi rajas. The [...]
Tracking Santa :)
Finally some good out of defense spending, like last year, NORAD sets you up to track Santa! And this time around it seems more fun. So whats the wait..."TRACK SANTA" [...]
Katha Parayumbol
The story is a little "Malgudy"-esque and has universal appeal. A simple story set in a village with all its innocence and its unique characters The protagonist is Barber Balan (Sreenivasan) who struggles to make a living with his dilapidated saloon which he wants to renovate.
Watching words
In his poem, "So That You Will Hear Me," Pablo Neruda evokes the frustration of using language that resists translation. His words, which have been tailored in relation to himself, [...]
Taare Zameen Par and Aamir Khan
Shoma Chaudury's take on Aamir Khan and "Taare Zameen Par" on Tehelka. An excellent article which stands out for its sensitivity for the psyche of a film maker. It is less [...]
Red poppy
Sonnet XXV Before I loved you, love, nothing was my own: I wavered through the streets, among objects: nothing mattered or had a name: the world was made of air, [...]
Al Gore, Nobel
Seven years ago tomorrow, I read my own political obituary in a judgment that seemed to me harsh and mistaken "“ if not premature. But that unwelcome verdict also brought [...]