…is when it is pouring outside, and you are warm and dry…relishing the world’s best filter coffee and reading a good book! But wait! Wasn’t I cribbing, just a short while ago, that the worst way to spend one’s vacation is holed up at home, stuck indoors because of the rains? You see, it’s quite…
Madras…
When I was a kid, Chennai was called Madras. It seems like an eternity since I used the word. I hear so much of Chennai these days that I almost forget how much I resisted the name change when it first came about. The Chennai I remember was a Chennai before the flyover days. These…
Of bloggy birthdays, adieus and au revoirs…
Where do I start? What do I say? I typed out words on Microsoft Word three times, and deleted them three times. Because, I don’t know where and how to start. October 16, three years ago, I put down my first words on a blog. It was then called something else, hosted somewhere else. Not…
Nervousness…
…is all I can feel in the pit of my stomach. Don’t ask me why and about what I am nervous. If I knew it, I wouldn’t be writing this. I have mentioned somewhere before that I seem to share some sort of psychic connection with Julie. Read this post, and you’ll know why. I’ve…
Life’s answers…
I got a nice forwarded text message. Yes, I am using the words nice and forwarded in the same sentence! But wait, this one was really nice. It goes like this, “Life answers you in three ways. It says yes, and gives you what you want. It says wait, and gives you something better. It…
Feminism…with a bit of religion and atheism thrown in!
This post is an outcome of conversations with many people. Added to this, is the fact that I just started reading “The God Delusion” by Richard Dawkins. Dawkins’ atheism and my already firm convictions on feminism are making me pensive. My conversation with a friend (let’s call him SK for convenience’s sake) was the start…
The terrible M-word!
I just read this article by Rashmi Bansal. The “White Tiger” reference doesn’t really interest me, but the story makes me think. The lady in question is smart, urban, well-educated, and financially independent. Yet, she chooses to let her parents make a decision on her behalf, without so much as meeting the man she eventually…
A remake…
…can never be better than the original, some say. Along with accusations of being conveniently ambivalent on Unnaipol Oruvan, I was asked repeatedly, by all and sundry to watch A Wednesday. And I did. Today. I approached the movie, almost determined to like it better than Unnaipol Oruvan, thanks to the raving I heard all…
Perfection…
…is not a good thing! And no, I haven’t gone mad…yet! I was just reading this post by IHM. And as usual, wondering if the perfect man exists! I know, I know. We’ve been through this before. I know perfect men do not exist, nor do perfect women for that matter. We are all human,…
Therukoothu – spontaneous street performance?
The September 21 issue of Outlook carries an article by Shruti Ravindran titled Life’s A Proscenium. If you can read this article, and not take offense, then it means one of two things. Either you have an inordinate amount of tolerance for bullshit, or you have no clue what Therukoothu is all about. In the…