Samskara – U R Ananthamurthy

How much a book impresses or affects me depends, quite obviously, on when I happen to read the book in my journey as a reader and individual. There have been lesser books that I have picked when I was starting out, when my ideas were nascent, that have had a much larger impact than more... Continue Reading →

The Aeneid

Biting arctic winds swept down from the north across the great lake and Chicago froze last week. I landed in O'Hare airport just as Chicago was thawing, on Monday, the week after the polar vortex hit. It was still cold but some semblance of balance had been restored. Chicago was back to being warmer than... Continue Reading →

Posman Books, Grand Central Terminal

I have often stood for long stretches at the corner of East 42nd Street and Vanderbilt Avenue, letting my eyes roam over Grand Central Terminal. It amazes me that before this structure existed, the classic facades and heroic sculptures that adorn the building's exteriors, the cavernous interiors with its vast ceiling of mirrored constellations, and... Continue Reading →

Unnameable Books, Brooklyn

I stay in Park Slope and for the longest time, I did not understand a strange pedestrian phenomenon that was observable outside my apartment. People walking down the street from one direction mostly scowl at me and people walking from the other direction invariable wave and nod at me. I put this down to my... Continue Reading →

Strand, Manhattan

Google Maps says that if I walk for 30 minutes due southwest from my workplace in midtown Manhattan along Park Avenue, I shall reach Union Square. I generally manage the walk in 20 minutes. It is a bracing walk in the evenings in summer and during the daytimes in winter. I mostly do it after the... Continue Reading →

Pulp Fiction Practices

There is a zen to life that cannot be communicated if asked to share it. It can only be sensed. It is almost like a yoga pose where one slowly contorts into the posture, and with eyes closed, settles into the trance. The pose itself might be static, but the state of holding that pose... Continue Reading →

Les Miserables

Luckily I was so uninterested in Les Miserables throughout my life that I went in blind. Very rarely do I have the opportunity nowadays to experience anything at this scale without any introduction.  I tend to research anything that comes to my mind, so much so, that I am constantly tunneling through a wonderworld of... Continue Reading →

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