A Laundered Life
I feel like my life is being scrubbed with a very hard brush and industrial-strength detergent.
What To Do When A Friend ‘Comes Out’
The answer is simple. If you are truly sympathetic and supportive, you let it show. You can do it without saying a thing. Just for posterity, I’m going to tell you about two ‘coming-out’ conversations that I’ve been a part of. Each one is a sweet memory, a verbal token…
5 Reasons I’m Looking Forward to Sex & The City 2 Movie
If pop culture reflects the mood of the people, this generation is quite high on an oestrogen-and-botox laced cocktail. SATCmania is a phenomenon. I know I said I didn’t like the book much. The first movie was quite bad. Even the TV series that spawned the wave of hysteria petered out…
Mumbai Ka King Kaun? Deewar Pe Dekho!
A very quick update on yesterday’s street festival. It would have been nice if it had been a day-long fest and each of the events staggered a bit. I started out with a detailed itinerary, knowing even then the futility of trying to cover all the events. Kya karen, they…
Tiny Tales: Playing Mommy
‘Playing Mommy’ is a short story about the darker side of childbirth. Please read mindfully. Trigger warning: Abortion.
NovelRace 11: The Long, Dark Teatime Of The Writing Soul
My last NovelRace update was ages ago. I can’t quite explain why there hasn’t been one in all this while. Have I not been learning? Far from it.
Quoted by Mid-Day: Wagging Tongues Is A Good Thing
Sowmya Rajaram ran a story in Mid-Day (dated 8 May 2010) on the phenomenon of Vogging or Voice Blogging, quoting Janaki Ghatpande and me. The story is titled ‘Wagging Tongues Is A Good Thing’ I think it’s an interesting concept and not a surprising one. After text and pictures and…
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The SmartyPants Fetish
I have a new crush. This is Sheldon Cooper of The Big Bang Theory. It doesn’t feel either new or unusual to me.
The Intrusive Internet
The internet is so intrusive. I promise you, I’m not going to preach. All I’m going to do, is tell you three stories, all of them based on fact.
The Green Mile Was Not An Illusion
Seventeen was a year of much learning, all of it outside the classroom. The college library was a gruesome place, with the boys being seated on the ground floor and the girls banished to the mezzanine floor overhead. Itwas like being on a rather volatile Venus that would suddenly be…