amrit aur vish (hindi, 1966) – poison can be nectar, or vice-versa
An author turns 60. The local political party has organized a celebration in his honour. He himself feels like a cheat, he has not written in 2 years, he feels … Continue reading
kambakht bilkul aurat
I’ve been reading Ismat Chugtai’s ‘Kagazi Hai Pairhan’ and ‘Tedhi Lakeer’. Recently. Reading them, almost back to back, was a little confusing. ‘Kagazi ..’ is Ismat’s almost fiction like autobiography … Continue reading
on books, cramps and the rest of it
I confess I have been struggling with Vinod Kumar Shukla‘s ‘Hari Ghaas ki Chhappar Wali Jhopadi Aur Bouna Pahad‘ for the last few days. Well, it’s not even been that … Continue reading
ruskin bond – as long as you have a window
When the mercury in Bumm-Bumm-Bhole-Land dips to 23 degree Celcius, and there is a chill wind blowing down, coming right from the mountains far, far away, it’s a good time … Continue reading
premchand – karma and the real world
Premchand (1880-1936) is not an author most of us pick up eagerly to read. This is a fall-out from having to study him in school, as part of Hindi literature. … Continue reading
romi & gang
I am not a boy, never have been, and I have not been thirteen since quite a while. I have never played cricket, or maybe sometimes with a rubber ball, … Continue reading
just another day
Teja bought me an orange reading lamp, a big one, to suit my aging eyes. I loved the effort he went through to have it delivered home without me catching … Continue reading
