Saturday, December 14, 2013
Sunday, September 22, 2013
Tuesday, September 10, 2013
The butterfly was black with blue spots and got caught in the wiper on the windscreen. He pulled over to the side and gently plucked it out. It flew away.
She clapped her hands in delight and wondered if he had indeed broken the bangle.
Saturday, February 16, 2013
Wednesday, December 26, 2012
Wednesday, December 19, 2012
Some times, it really feels like things are willfully hiding from us. Part - 5 of a tamil book series was simply missing for two weeks. We searched in all places and then decided to buy another copy. So, finally on sunday - we went all the way to higginbothams, which was one of the few shops stocking this book and got another copy.
Today - exactly 3 days later, it turns up beneath the inverter in the new house.
Monday, December 17, 2012
Thursday, December 13, 2012
Friday, November 30, 2012
Tuesday, November 20, 2012
Later, when I finally learnt that a bustard was "a big terrestrial bird" and that a bastard was "a child born out of wedlock", I was able to understand what it meant. But, by then, I also knew that it was supposed to be a slur on some body's mother and according to the tam culture, insulting a person's mother was worse than insulting the person himself. Like damning somebody even before they are born!
So, what is it about the word bastard, that people use it as a derogatory term? I might find the parents irresponsible for bringing a child that they knew they would not be able to care for. In most cases, I might find fault with the father for either being irresponsible or for abandoning the woman without sharing parenting responsibilities. Why in the world is it used as a swear word? Why is there such a mania for people to know their roots so exactly? Why is it a fault if we are unable to establish our complete parentage? Why would a single parent child be looked upon more favorably than a bastard child?
What is it about marriage that gives sanctity to birth? And I am left with just more questions than ever...
Tuesday, October 30, 2012
Thursday, October 18, 2012
Tuesday, September 04, 2012
We are not friends! - on facebook... Whatever for?!!! We share a hundred thoughts and moments. We weed our garden, go to work, decorate our house, groan over tax returns, throw parties and grocery shop together. What more will I share with him on facebook? And what I do want to share, I would rather share with him alone and not with the rest of the world. And so it is for me! :)
Monday, May 07, 2012
Thursday, December 22, 2011
Maybe there is a subconscious compulsion to compare every thing that we see to things that are familiar to us. And we appreciate only those that strike a resonant chord. Would this mean that sufficient familiarity with any given thing would make us appreciate it? How then do we form our dislikes? Other than instanteaneous allergic/ unpleasant reactions, how does one know that something is amiss?
Sunday, May 08, 2011
After we left the place, my cousin asked me who he was. I replied that I did not know. Sometimes, we come across people who glow with peace and happiness, who walk around with a smile - like they have the buddha inside them. We feel happier to have just seen them. I guess, it taps something inside us and reassures our belief in goodness of the world.
Sunday, May 01, 2011
Thursday, April 21, 2011
"I want to...? Is that sufficient reason?"
"You have your priorities all mixed up. You know your age? We should be looking at having a baby. What will people think? Why do want to waste so much money on an arangetram? I dont think your parents will be happy. Neither will I be. Nor will my parents...I am not at all comfortable with you going ahead with this. Please drop the idea."
Is it insanity that makes a woman want to go and do exactly what the person who declares that he loves her does not want her to do? Is love always about giving up what is dear to you? Is love always measured in tears and heartbreaks? What an irony for a happy feeling... I dont want to be loved like this.
Saturday, February 12, 2011
Saturday, January 15, 2011
Sunday, May 16, 2010
Saturday, May 08, 2010
Thursday, April 01, 2010
Sunday, March 14, 2010
I remember the smiles
And cheerful banter
I remember all the days of sunshine
and cracking up with tinkling laughter
I remember the times of tarot cards and reiki
Of crank calls and riding bikes
Of wisecracks and bad, BAD puns...
And Morse code swears
Of dancing and guitars
And Taichi and Deutsch
Of envious times of poring over Himalayan pictures
Of wishing “I were living his life”
Now – I just wish
you were alive.
I miss you. Like hell, heaven, earth...
I miss you with my entire self.
Thursday, November 05, 2009
I wish I could believe,
instead of wanting to know.
I wish I could let go,
instead of being weighed down.
I wish I could simply laugh,
instead of having to smile.
I wish my day had a little bit more,
than just twenty four!
Thursday, October 08, 2009
Friday, September 04, 2009
Monday, July 20, 2009
Sunday, July 12, 2009
Then came the book. She would not read it. She did not want to know his name. As she was picking up a gift for her husband, she asked for it, half hoping that such a vague first time author name would not be there on the shelves. As she read through the foreword, she knew - that it was no pseudonym. That was his name...
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Monday, June 22, 2009
But, I know that I would completely enjoy the work that it entails. Why is it so hard to bring up another's child with all my love? Why is it so very hard to love another person? When will my heart overcome my mind? And I wait endlessly.
Wednesday, June 03, 2009
Friday, December 19, 2008
Friday, November 21, 2008
Friday, August 08, 2008
Thursday, May 15, 2008
She also discovers that it can hurt horribly, when a ligament tears between a carpus and a meta.
Monday, May 05, 2008
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Friday, March 07, 2008
Thursday, January 24, 2008
Ans : Living things 1) are capable of movement 2) feel and respond to changes in the environment 3) reproduce 4) die
Non-living things 1) do not move on their own, 2) do not have any sensory capacities 3) do not multiply in numbers and 4) can change with time from one form to another.
But then, the pens on my table move, the clothes move out of the cupboard all over the bed, the sugar box lid opens up... Then again, the to-do list grows and the papers on my table and mails in the inbox multiply overnight... the gas in the car dies, the laptop battery and the arm band battery die....the difference blurs...
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
43 minutes, including time that could have been spent reading or running were killed in a tragic incident of carelessness and negligence over the last weekend. The mishap occured when the woman failed to take the address of the destination and realised it only after about 20 minutes of travel. It was found that no final check systems were in place and disaster relief and recovery systems suggested for the future include cross checks before leaving the house.
The accident is being scrutinized for ulterior motives and the influence of foreign elements. More details are expected to flow in over the next two days.
Friday, January 04, 2008
The trip had already been planned and anticipated. The mind had collected her requests for all the various people she knew. When she prayed, she would pray selflessly for all those around her, wishing every sort of happiness for her friends and family.
Her maid's husband should stop harrasing her. The other maid should have a safe trip to sabari mala. The next door mami should become cured of filariasis. Her sister's son should have a baby soon. Her son should concentrate on studies. He should not talk of the russian girl again! The business should prosper. Her daughter should be blessed with a baby as soon as she was ready for it. Her son-in-law's promotion should come through. If he had to go abroad, her daughter should also happily consent and go along. Her husband should become more tolerant and happy. Her neice's wedding should get fixed soon to a good boy. The house should be built without any problem... Mama should recover from the illness. People should keep good health and cheer. So many many requests...
The evening before the trip, all the news channels had screened the killing and the violence. Such mindlessness. Such violence. Blood. Gore.
She went on the trip. Witnessed the huge prayers and bhajans. Sung along. and then finally - they auctioned the holy coconut, saying that whoever got it could pray for anything and it would come true. She won it by a wide margin.
She prayed for world peace.
Monday, December 17, 2007
eaten with molaga podi and nallennai...
Friday, November 16, 2007
Thursday, November 15, 2007
Monday, November 12, 2007
He had seen this sign across the city. On platforms, on telephone booths, bus shelters, behind buses, lavatories. He stopped near the man, whom he presumed to be P. James and asked him "so, what magic can you do?"
"hmm? - all the normal stuff - I can make things appear, disappear, remain suspended in air, produce an egg from your bottom, pull rabbits and doves out of caps and duppattas, cut a cloth into pieces and rejoin it in front of your eyes... Would you like me to perform for you sir? This is my card..."
"No, no - I was just curious. Thanks for explaining."
"oh - ok. I have to go and write my contact number in ten more places for the day. bye. and can I have my card back, please?"
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
The strength of the chain lies in its weakest link.
Friday, June 15, 2007
God is not?
Fate and Luck are factors that influence events
God does not?
Maybe - God plays dice
Maybe - God knows the answers
if there are any to know...
Maybe - there are no answers, for the question is lost
it is just 42...
If God were somewhere human...
Would God Shit? Suffer menstrual cramps? and migraine head aches? have sex? enjoy it? be bothered about population explosion and resource management? and global warming? About new stars being born? About teen trouble... and mid-life crisis??? Quite a cup full, hmm?!