Welcome 2017, let’s get to work!

It is a misty morning here in Bangalore.  Visibility has been the lowest of the season. If you wanted any clue on how the coming year is going to be, the morning was not really in a mood to give it away. It seemed to say, “Hang in there. Breathe it all  in. Take it…

S..i..n..k..i..n..g

What do you envision when you hear the word “sinking”? Do you feel the heaviness? The helpless feeling as your feet flap around to find a firm ground. A bit of struggle, may be? Or a resigned state; as the saying goes in Tamil, “When water goes above your head, how does it matter if…

Faith is intuition

“…our faith is not foolish; it is not a credulous mindlessness but a foreknowledge, something in us that knows before we do, sees before we do, and which sends its vision to the surface in the form of a need, a seeking, an inexplicable faith” – SatPrem, from the book “Aurobindo or the Adventure of…

Tumbling feet and labouring hands

Life often presents itself in contrasts. As if to highlight the point it is making. This evening on my usual run to the grocers, I watched a family – a mother, father and a toddler making their way down the stairs, opposite me. The little girl was hopping across, with her wide eyes spanning everything…

Some things are best left untitled

“What will you be when you grow up?” asked the Mom. “Hmmm…” the Little girl paused to think and replied, “I will become an artist”. Of course! The little girl loved to draw. Her most favourite thing to do was “drawling” as she called it. Mom smiled. “What are you going to do when you…

Snuggle

I grew up in a one bedroom house. Not because we were poor; but because it was the custom. It was not a small house by any means. It was two storeyed with a spacious courtyard. We had halls and rooms used for many different purposes. But for a family of four there was just…

On a seemingly regular Monday…

We talk about the mundane things. The sunset. The traffic jam. Status reports to be sent. Breakfast. Which biscuit tastes the best with tea. (Brittania Tiger wins) And then half way through the day, things start to become undone. I get off the phone with my daughter who is asking to be picked up as…

Season of Sarees, Ganesha and A case for Eggs

Today is the festival of Ganesh Chaturti. A day when many households welcome the Elephant God Ganesh into their homes with a sumptuous feast and festivity. A day that marks the starting of the list of festivals in India, the “saree season” as I call it. As  I am caught up in the whirlwind of…

Neil Gaiman on Writing

Listen. If someone tells you what a story is about, they are probably right. If they tell you that that is all the story is about, they are very definitely wrong. Any story is about a host of things. It is about the author; it is about the world the author sees and deals with…

A chronicle of Fear

Fear. A four letter that has 46 synonyms on http://www.thesaurus.com. We all live in fear at least for some moments in our lives. Even the most dare devils out there have scary moments well hidden beneath their courageous cloaks. I am not talking about being scared of spiders or cockroaches. I am referring to something…

Going up in flames

Self immolation is a recurring theme in Hindu mythology. A remorse; a regret; dishonour; deep anguish. Any of these can trigger a character to create a flame and walk into it, mostly to be saved at the nick of the moment by some news that negates their presumption to initiate the self immolation. Not always though….

Story behind the lunch

A visit to the butcher’s is never fun. The assembly line of butchering, preparing and cutting meat, display of carcasses, smell of blood is revolting enough and when I see cages of chickens waiting for their turn, it takes me real effort to put a stone face. And then, this week, on my regular trip…