Chronicles of a Death Foretold

Every so often comes a book that makes you question your ability as a reader. Here I was happily turning pages when all of a sudden I dread to read another page. I could not fathom reading. It was bound to happen. I did manage to finish the book almost 3000 miles from home sitting in a harshly... Continue Reading →

Memories of my melancholy whores

The title is meant to grab you. It is meant to convey a rawness, a feeling of dispassion and tedium born of world weariness. Gabriel Garcia Marquez is a story teller. It should come as no surprise that I am partial to his works. This work teeters on the edge of taste but given his age, stature and... Continue Reading →

No One Writes To The Colonel

A very short read but curiously took me as much time to read as 100 Years of Solitude. Poverty is Corrosive The effect of the colonel's daily walk is ritualistic. The walk down the road is always a bridge between crises. A small window of solace in an otherwise dreary world. To the Colonel the wildly fluctuating... Continue Reading →

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