Personal stories
https://longreads.com/2019/03/22/cominghome/ I don’t know the writer of this article, but I know so many of the feelings and moments she has described. Right from letting a vulture eat my jam toasts to finding solace in Urdu when the outside world stopped making sense, this essay has articulated so much of my life in just a … Continue reading Delhi and Urdu
Ruhi recently visited Mumbai and brought back alphonso mangoes for her friends. I got three. I had the first one on Sunday night. The next one on Monday. I thought I’d give Tuesday a break, and have the last one on Wednesday night before leaving home for a four-day holiday. But I forgot about it … Continue reading Summer
My recent trip to India got me thinking about mainstreaming. It began with the hardcore, pendu Punjabi songs which have spread like an epidemic. I wonder how and when people in Delhi became so Punjabi that they started listening to songs that are hard to understand and don’t even sound good. I thought it was … Continue reading Mainstreaming
I first found Thakur at Dilli Haat’s permanent Kashmir store, in 2008. Simple, economical, and totally fit for purpose. It lived with me in Pune and we travelled together across Maharashtra. It was particularly useful during the Srivardhan trip taken in the monsoons. I still remember that leaky state transport bus! On campus in Pune, … Continue reading This is the story of Thakur
I’ve never felt passionate about London because I live with someone who does. I’ll explain how that works. I find it difficult to appreciate anything that I think is over-appreciated by the people around me. The most current example of this phenomenon is that I have got down to reading Shantaram now, 15 years after … Continue reading My London
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