A Bad Character – Deepti Kapoor

It is funny, isn't it? After decades of passionately poring over words, words, and more words, written by men and women who took time from their lives to tell us stories, right when you think you've heard it all, along saunters another story that grabs you by your hair, yanks your head back, looks you in... Continue Reading →

Munnu – A Boy From Kashmir

Never have I approached a subject so warily as this. I can review the book and not talk about Kashmir but that is cowardly. Cowering behind literature when opining about Kashmir is the shortest route out of controversy. Before proceeding further I can safely say that Malik Sajad's work, as a personalized account of life in Kashmir, is impactful. This is... Continue Reading →

Pre-Independent Bombay – Saadat Hasan Manto

If Manto was a photographer, his pictures would be high contrast, gritty and harshly lit. No staged lights with careful lighting and high heeled muses. His lens would always be trained towards the shadows and blurs that bring vitality to a picture. Pixelated freezes that don't run after definition, but moments, slurring vignettes of human emotions. Manto's life is as colorful... Continue Reading →

Aavarana: How To Read Propaganda

Motion Sick on Terra Firma I have acute motion sickness. An unfortunate condition but a good reminder of one of my many fallibilities every time I travel on bouncy vehicles. It starts innocuously enough. I would be checking messages on my phone and a slight feeling of queasiness would rise from the back of my throat. Nausea spreads... Continue Reading →

My Days – RK Narayan’s Autobiography

This is the first read from what I picked up at the Chennai BookFair 2015 last week. RK Narayan is still one of my favorite characters along with his brother RK Laxman, the cartoonist. Between them they simplify and romanticize and caricature every South Indian common man. Early Years RK Narayan's and his sibling's collective... Continue Reading →

The Inheritance of Loss

On any day if you happen to pass by the Chennai US Consulate road, you will see a human centipede whole made of file clutching expectant human parts. Choose a cool day lest you fry in this endeavor to appreciate the travails faced by Indians to visit the holy land of the USA. This is the... Continue Reading →

Malgudi Days – R K Narayan

"I do not know who R K Narayan is" said no Indian worth her salt. He evokes a distinct feeling of nostalgia among anyone who reads him. The fictional town of Malgudi with its tigers, dogs, lanes, the river Sarayu amidst rolling hills is a setting that is simple, vague and perennially caught in time. The... Continue Reading →

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