Beer can cause many
things to veer. It could be quite troublesome if that thing happens to be a
vehicle. However, beer also causes conversations to veer - often
serendipitously. Just the other day, a conversation at a pub veered into
words without antonyms.
Tuesday, March 10, 2015
Thursday, January 8, 2015
Africa!
Africa! (24 October – 11 November 2014)
I had been
wanting to write about my travels in South Africa while I was there, but the
experiences were so intense that it took a while to gather my thoughts about them. And every time did gather my thoughts, something else, as amazing, would
scatter them all over again. So here I am, now, writing from memory.
Wednesday, November 12, 2014
Salaam Bombay - a brief, bittersweet ode
Certain
Uncertainties
Taxes are probably the second greatest certainty
in life – death being the most certain – so, I am sure attending the 2014 IFA
Congress in Bombay was quite an important event for humanity. But I would like
to write about things less certain. Like traffic rules, and sleep in Bombay.
Labels:
BJP,
bombay,
Communalism,
corruption,
IFA Mumbai,
Mumbai,
Shiv Sena,
textile mills,
urban living,
Violence
Tuesday, October 21, 2014
Haider
I was in Bombay for 10 days, 8 of which I spent in a hotel and a fair part of the remaining 2 were consumed by sleep. So I could hardly spend any time with my family and friends. On Saturday, before I had to leave for the airport, my parents and I watched Haider at a cinema which is only about 7 kilometres away from home. But the traffic on the way back was so bad - the movie ended at 19:00 and we arrived home only at 21:00 - that gave us a scare that I might not make it to the airport in time. But the movie was so good that it was worth running that risk!
Labels:
bombay,
Communalism,
Haider,
Hindu,
Muslim,
Shahid Kapoor,
Tabu,
traffic,
Violence,
Vishal Bharadwaj
Monday, September 29, 2014
From Stockholm
Stockholm Syndrome
I
am generally very fond of summers, but this year has been exceptionally good,
thanks to the number of windows in my apartment. The attic is my bedroom and it
has two slant roof windows, one facing east and the other west. And I never
draw the curtains. So, I was filled with childlike enthusiasm on the eve of the
summer solstice this year. I had had a rather long day at work, but could not
sleep – I was very curious to see when the last ray of the Sun disappears. It
was at about 00:40. My curiosity about how long it would be before sunrise got
the better of my sleep. The first sunrays appeared at about 03:15. I could
finally get some sleep, but only for about two hours. The adrenalin kept me in
good spirits the next day nonetheless.
The
trouble however is that adrenalin takes you only so far. I sleep so little during
the summers that by August, I tend to get cranky. Last year, I suffered a minor
burnout and slept over 120 hours in the first week of my holidays! Somehow, I still
do not draw the curtains, and Joline actually wears a sleeping mask when she
sleeps over.
--
Finally at Maria’s
My
friend Maria had invited me to visit her since 2010, when I first arrived in
Europe, but I did not have enough money to make the trip. Four year since, I finally
have enough time and some money to travel. So here I am in Stockholm.
Monday, April 7, 2014
Mishti
Early this morning I woke up with a feeling that it was going to rain. It may seem odd to people from this part of the world, but I woke up with a smile. The feeling was exacerbated as I stepped out of the building on my way to work. The skies were clear – usually a rarity here – as they had been for several weeks now. But I had a feeling that it was going to rain. And it made me smile.
Thursday, March 20, 2014
बेनक़ाब आईये / Come unmasked
बेनक़ाब आईये
मिलनेको तुमसे बहुत जी चाहता है,
लेकिन मिलनेपरभी मिल नही पाते।
आमने-सामने हम हैं ज़रूर,
फिरभी रु-ब-रु नही होपाते।
मिलनेको तुमसे मै तरसगया हूँ।
लेकिन इस चाहका कोई मक़ाम नही,
जबतक तुम बेनक़ाब नही आते।
Come unmasked
मिलनेको तुमसे बहुत जी चाहता है,
लेकिन मिलनेपरभी मिल नही पाते।
आमने-सामने हम हैं ज़रूर,
फिरभी रु-ब-रु नही होपाते।
मिलनेको तुमसे मै तरसगया हूँ।
लेकिन इस चाहका कोई मक़ाम नही,
जबतक तुम बेनक़ाब नही आते।
Come unmasked
Wednesday, December 11, 2013
The recriminalisation of humanity
I
checked the morning news from India and felt my blood rush through my ears. One
had heard about a less than enthusiastic bench, but the headline `Homosexuality
illegal: SC´ managed to shock me nonetheless. A large part of humanity was
condemned for the victimless crime of not suppressing their sexuality. Section
377 of the Indian Penal Code, 1860 was held to be legal in its undiluted
interpretation.
Impactful
as the headline was, it was not accurate. Section 377 does not criminalise only
homosexuality, but more generally, any “carnal intercourse against the order of
nature”. Depending on how one interprets these words, as suggested in the
decision, any non-penovaginal, penetrative sexual activity constitutes an
offence punishable with incarceration for as many as ten years, even if it is
consensual and between adults. But homosexuals are most likely to be the
easiest victims of the verdict.
Labels:
2G scam,
constitution,
discrimination,
freedom of expression,
human rights,
India,
Indian Penal Code,
judicial overreach,
LGBT,
right to life,
right to privacy,
Scalia,
section 377,
Supreme Court
Sunday, October 6, 2013
From that somewhere over the rainbow
I
arrived in New York with little sleep, some work backlog and a bit of a prejudice
against large cities. It was crowded, hot and polluted. The cars were larger
than I had seen anywhere else in the world, and along with their large engines,
one frequently heard them honk. The city never slept; nor did I that
night.
Wednesday, May 29, 2013
the economics of justice
This May, i returned to India for a two week holiday.
Interestingly, my responses to similar circumstances on this occasion were markedly
different than they were the last time i returned from Europe. More
specifically, my appreciation of economics had changed.
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