banno, dhanno and teja in bumm-bumm-bhole-land

and i am not even close to finishing

Day Zero of Solitary Writing Camp I am excited about the air hostess with small eyes made slanting almonds with loads of eyeliner, and her strong voice that teases everyone, … Continue reading

January 24, 2016 · 10 Comments

the heart yearns, for what, it doesn’t know

A young woman showed us her film on getting to know/see Delhi. She said later, I was not interested in the dead monuments, those dead things. She looked at her … Continue reading

March 8, 2015 · 9 Comments

of flying kites and apples

In the last year, Teja and I, between us have erased entire hard disks 3 times, by mistake. There have been smaller misdemeanors on my part, erasing files, moving them … Continue reading

January 16, 2014 · 8 Comments

then, and before, and after

The day began with the deliciousness of nutan-gur rasogollas. I had my share of 2, then went for a bath. Teja left me 1, from his share, which I had … Continue reading

February 25, 2013 · 19 Comments

passing time

The coupe in the Duronto is clean, the sheets spotless. A far cry from the Haridwar Express. There are several people who keep dropping in, to lay out two folding … Continue reading

February 24, 2013 · 8 Comments

sometimes baggage makes you lighter

Our holiday in Puri begins with an evening in South Bombay. We travel by train but perhaps not often enough, because we have reached VT without checking if our train … Continue reading

February 22, 2013 · 11 Comments

i am not quite kanhaiyalal but ..

So while Dhanno and I are having a what seems to us desi types bred on Dominoes and Pizza Hut, an authentic Pizza Prosciutto e Funghi at Cafe Concerto by … Continue reading

June 11, 2011 · 30 Comments

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