Someday, Mira, ask me about how you ended up like how you are. There are decisions that we took, are taking, and will take, that will end up shaping you into who you will turn out to be. We are aware of it, intensely. Your American passport, for example, might be a mundane legality that... Continue Reading →
My weighing scale would be inaccessible to me for the next one month. The last time I weighed myself I was 195 pounds or 88.5 kilograms. A couple of kilos more and I will surpass the heaviest I have been in my life. Not surprisingly I pant a lot when I climb stairs. I cannot run... Continue Reading →
I do not know why physical objects weigh heavily on my mind. I realized this only this month as I was getting rid of my furniture in an effort to downsize into a smaller apartment. Watching the furniture being carried out one by one, I could feel my heart lightening. For the longest time I... Continue Reading →
Because I do not know how it all ended, I might as well tell the story. It is about a girl who wanted a lumberjack husband to spend the winter with. She had always been exceptionally tall. I think that is why she always wanted a lumberjack. In the late afternoons, just as she wakes... Continue Reading →
Why cauterize wounds? The sight of a masked man walking towards a festering wound with a branding iron would set motion in us mortal fears. More often than not, these are battle wounds with neither the doctor nor the patient having had the luxury of clinical training. Sometimes the roles are reversed midway. The teeth... Continue Reading →
Yesterday, on a Thursday, I went to the movies. Till date, as a family, as just the 4 of us, my father, my mother, my sister, and I, we have watched one movie in the theatre - Paatti Sollai Thattaadhe. At Solavandhaan theatre in Arasaradi, Madurai. The very first movie I remember watching in the theatre... Continue Reading →
I first met Jack around 4 years ago. Through the following years, I saw him exactly at 4 in the evening. At 4, the days he was at his shop, which was almost every day, he closes his shop, hangs a "Be Right Back" sign, and steps out to get coffee at the coffee shop... Continue Reading →
I knew I was in trouble as soon as I finished reading Eka Kurniawan's "Beauty is a Wound". Even though I think I do not fully like the book, when asked about it, I could not bring myself to say I did not like it. It did not take long for me to realize that... Continue Reading →
Like any parent of an 8-month-old girl, I think a lot about how Mira should grow up. One of my favorite ways to pass time is to make up various qualities she would possess as she grows up and to imagine a montage of her blossoming into a beautiful and strong girl. Sometimes this would take... Continue Reading →
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