I had a very knotty relationship with books this year. I suspect it had something to do with the ways in which I was struggling with identity and belonging. I have tried to blog about it, but words are insufficient at the moment. So, for now, here is a list of the books I read... Continue Reading →
David Meyer can hear the murmur of his injured heart when he goes running. It takes him a couple of days to realise that his ears are ringing. Yes, he does have a heart condition, but not one that is so severe that its voices jump out of his chest and make themselves comfortable in... Continue Reading →
Sometimes I wonder if I will ever finish reading ‘Buzz Aldrin, What Happened to You in all the Confusion?’ because it seems as though I have been reading this book for so many months now and life is passing me by, others are speeding through all the fantastic books in the world, and all I... Continue Reading →
Somehow I get the feeling that this year, I must spend a lot of my time reading poetry. And I must do it with physical copies of books. In English, of course, and if I can manage it, in Urdu as well. However, my reading is very slow this year. I've just finished the third... Continue Reading →
On Starry Nights and Beating Hearts Under a clear night sky in Villupuram One evening, I was out with frolleagues (colleagues who are friends). We went to a rooftop cafe which opened up to the sky and the overlooked the sea. As darkness descended, we looked up and found just one shiny object in the... Continue Reading →
Earlier this year, I made a conscious attempt to read books from different countries of the world. The reasons for this were my understanding that the Western countries are not the be-all and end-all of this world, the innate need to belong to the world, to be more human, and last and least of all,... Continue Reading →
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