Tag: Musings
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March marked an important pivot in my life. I am learning to march to a different tune. It was an even more enriching month for the art I consumed. Picture this: You go running on your daily running route in the wee hours of weekdays. One fine day, you get mugged. You are not carrying…
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It is hard to write anything meaningful about what I feel when the world is burning. Some old men are at it again, and my contribution to the rage is writing about stuff that made me ‘feel’ things in this unbelievable world. I mean, how frivolous can one get? Maybe being distressed in times of…
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I am trying to get back to long-form writing. Away from Instagram, Twitter (X), or my newest imaginary* friends’ writings, where they do most of the writing, after I provoke their thoughts. I am starting this series to document the enormous amount of art I have been consuming lately. Via different media. For memory’s sake.…
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Last week when the news of war in some other part of the world, away from where I live, was breaking out I was busy being part of a ‘kelvan’ for a cousin while placing an order for a birthday cake on the side for another friend. Both occasions of celebration and joy. First the…
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Twitter’s magic brought this article on my timeline and I was fascinated. I see the point of order as an independent grown-up because it makes life in the outside world easier. Especially when dealing with red-tape issues or in general trying to navigate life sometimes. But in the context of books and arranging them, I…
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I watched Axone (pronounced – akhonee) on Netflix 10 days ago. It’s a quiet, satirical portrayal of feeling like an outsider – in this case in your own country – because of one’s food preferences. The story revolves around a bunch of North-east Indian friends living in the capital and trying to cook a traditional…
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I went to watch the movie Thappad today. It’s outstanding, well-written and made. Yada yada yada. Experts have already spoken truckloads about it. I don’t think I can add anything more. So I’ll instead write about my neighbors (a couple) in the movie hall. They reached late. Since I was in the aisle seat I…
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I got to spend a lot of time with my parents – I was truly at home this time by working from home for 10 days and being around them 24/7. the ‘why’ is not important, but lets call it an health embuggarance. 2 days before I left, we were discussing employment in the 70s…
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Memory is weird. I was on yet another journey yesterday, hopping homes. From one where parents live to the one which now feels like one. It’s been more than 15 years that this phase of my life started. Involving travel, hopping cities, homes. I cannot seem to remember how I felt during that first travel…