"You know what is the best thing about this city?" "The fact that it lines up against the sea?" "Yes. That's what makes Mumbai so special. I'm not sure it would be half the place that it is if it weren't for the Arabian Sea," I said. I was with a friend at Marine Drive.... Continue Reading →
And then…
...some pictures I took (and Instagrammed) during my trip to my village. Previous, Related Posts: About travelling, and writing of it: Emptying the Cup About photos that are poems: Because I Can Instagram About photos of a poet's house: Ghalib Memorial
Emptying the Cup
In the past month, I have traveled much and seen much. However, contrary to my aspirations about what travel would do for my writing, I haven't written much. I've been in a bus, on a plane, met strangers and smiled with them, eaten to my heart's content so much that I would throw up, I have played... Continue Reading →
Darkness
A resolute blackness has fallen outside. I've been watching a child munch on various kinds of chips for three hours now. The child has emptied several chip packets, two of them called Chinese Noodles and Chut Kure. Yes, Chut Kure, I kid you not. At sporadic intervals, a relative of the child has been throwing... Continue Reading →
City of Djinns
There is more than just one relationship one can have with a book. What one takes away from a book is noteworthy and much discussed, but what one brings to a book is far less acknowledged. More often than not, one approaches a book with expectations; to be enchanted, enthralled, entertained, emancipated and even educated.... Continue Reading →
Ghalib Memorial
Previously, I have written about Mirza Ghalib when I had finished reading the book Mirza Ghalib: A Biographical Scenario by Gulzar. I read about his house and the lanes where he strolled. Here are a few pictures from the present day Ghalib Memorial at Ballimaran, Delhi. The nearest metro stop is Chawri Bazaar. "Garcha hai mulke Deccan... Continue Reading →
Reading Gulzar and Meeting Ghalib
I just finished reading Mirza Ghalib: A Biographical Scenario by Gulzar. There is a lingering sadness that the book came to an end. However, there is also a fulfilling warmth inside. It was a beautiful journey. It was so calming that Time walked with me hand in hand and we were glad to have each others' company.... Continue Reading →
Making it Worthwhile
I wrote this as a guest post for a friend quite some time ago on her blog, here. *** You don’t “take” a vacation. A vacation “takes” you where you need to be. So says me and my recent excursion to Delhi. In the travel-map of my mind, my vacations are not labelled by what... Continue Reading →
Travelling at Night
A blanket with doodles of greying edifices, sleeping fields and dotted streetlights folds in several places where the roads meet and the streets part. The earth-a blanket when the night sky comes out to watch. I'm a tiny speck moving on the rough sketch when all is silent, everyone is asleep and I'm travelling. I... Continue Reading →
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