On the Perils of Opining about a Movie

This first appeared here on The World Of Apu. I have had the opportunity to watch many movies, and yet, I have not managed to completely shed that initial discomforting thrill and incongruity of encountering disembodied life depicted on a flat screen. Maybe I have always known that cinema is different from other forms of narrations—with... Continue Reading →

November 14, 2018 0

In Search Of A Core

As I age, I am tempted again and again - pardon me if I have repeated this many times- to simple writing. I want to use smaller sentences. I want to be clearer in my ideas. I want a certain fluidity in writing that sheds the unnecessary. The art of writing in simple and stacked... Continue Reading →

September 17, 2018 0

On Art, Artists and Consumers

Most pieces of art that intimidate me, I find eventually, are all incredibly personal creations. Maybe that is why, when consuming them, I feel a genuine sense of trepidation. It has a quality of the unseen. As if it were conceived in the purity of a human mind without validation from anyone else. Very few people... Continue Reading →

November 8, 2017 3

Penelopiad – Margaret Atwood

Why retell something when you can tell something? Margaret Atwood does a feminist retelling of Odyssey. She takes the point of view of Penelope and the handmaidens who were hanged by Telemachus and Odysseus. Odyssey is an engaging tale that can withstand the travails of time. Maybe it does so partly because of its style and substance,partly because it was... Continue Reading →

December 26, 2015 0

My Name Is Red: Orhan Pamuk

There are books that you are unsure about the beauty of while reading. But like the smell of coffee they stick to your clothes exuding a certain effect that affects others but leaves the wearer oblivious. Such I think is the effect "My Name is Red" had on me. I like to think I have an opinion... Continue Reading →

November 28, 2015 0