Finding home & a sense of belonging within shifting identity politics of geography, region, language, politics, ideologies and culture.
Independence day celebration in office. Everyone asked to wear the tricolours in their apparel. And the office is full of excited, squealing kids running around all over the place. Oh, alright, fresh-out-of-college, barely out of their teens newbies who’re all gung-ho about the fact that office-goers have ‘fun’ too. *Grumble…
When I was a kid I loved sparrows. I wouldn’t say all nature as that’s plants and birds. Not all birds. Not crows…I still hate them…there’s an annoying one (or several perhaps…damn they all look the same!) that serenades me at my window at exactly 7 a.m. on a Sunday…
Being single in the city – by gender.
A Build-a-bear shop had me re-examining my own childhood and my notions of maternity. A dream in my 20s also changed my outlook.
When a woman lies about her age, is she being numerically challenged or are the people who believe her?
Catching a moment of joy in the mundane in the midst of a clogged day.
*Yawn* 0430 is just too damn early to start the day. So much for early mornings…it ain’t morning if it still looks like night!!!!! But ah, Chennai is a city that wakes up at ungodly hours and if I have to be there to catch it, I’ve gotta be up…
Aphrodite met me. What did she teach me about love or myself?
Long time it’s been since I wanted to say I hate you. It’s a violent, mad-bad, insane feeling. And it’s good. The capacity to hate stems from the capacity to love. You don’t always wake up in the most pleasant way possible….more often than not, being jolted awake, startled…..like having…
Narayan Murthy plays the instrumental form of the national anthem. Sachin Tendulkar cuts a tricolour cake. How should we treat symbols of Brand India?