On Reading Atkinson

Hades came darting with horses as I poured sherbet into a carafe Lilacs bloomed on my doorstep and crept up on the cat's wooden staff The sky was a purple puddle and when I sat down to read a fire erupted behind me while I sipped on chamomile tea My brother accompanied the fishes as... Continue Reading →

And so it has been…

Yesterday, I met an Irish woman who is on a visit to India. She's actually spending time in Goa but dropped in to see the city. Alone. Her friend didn't want to leave Baga beach I was told. We spoke a little, of cities, of people in cities, of people staring at tourists in cities,... Continue Reading →

There is a cat in the hat, after all.

Generally, I celebrate my blog's anniversary in December. I discontinued this practice last year. In fact, last year I even got the date of the anniversary wrong. I did. When my closest friend wished me on the correct date, it hit me that I had been such a scatterbrain. I laughed at my own apathy,... Continue Reading →

Sprinkled Sentiments # 13

I had started out this post as a list of all those things that annoy me, but somehow, as I was typing I decided to keep it the classic Sprinkled Sentiments list that I have been writing sporadically over the years. Lots of unwanted incidents have been occurring, and everytime I try to adapt to... Continue Reading →

Interconnections

A voice in your head reads to you when you read a book. Ever tried to talk to that voice? Ever asked why it said what it did? For instance, have you ever wanted to talk to Scout and ask her what was the first thing Jem said when he woke up next morning in... Continue Reading →

Sprinkled Sentiments # 12

It's been 6 months since my last Sprinkled Sentiments post and, therefore, this is a good time to write another one. Although, I must add that I just read the last post and it seemed like I had a pretty interesting life back then. Anyhow, here we go. 300. I am addicted to the show... Continue Reading →

Book Polygamy

Everything has a past, present and future. In the book The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy the past, present and future are remarkably pickled. It's a joy ride to say the least; to shuttle between the past and future and realise that at any given point of time your present is overlapping the past or... Continue Reading →

Waiting…

You're in a train. You're in an auto. You're at work. You wake up while you can. You're in a fleeting moment of serenity. You're in a phase of waiting. You're waiting for the dusk to fall. You're waiting for someone inside you to come home. You're in a bus. You're in traffic. You're in... Continue Reading →

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