What if: I don't remember the smell of cooking that sticks to my mother's saree? I walk through the street and wonder why my senses are being assaulted by the tiffen centre, flour mill and coffee beans being ground; not realising that it's the way … Continue reading Have I met you before?
I suppose my work place is more representative of India than most other work places in Chennai. Malayalis take over the number one spot owing to sheer number, we have an equal number of Telugu and Tamil speaking people, some North Indian girls (lack of … Continue reading Honey, Sunny, and National Integration
It used to be fairly simple to find joy. The wind in my hair as I go faster than 50 kmph on the Kotturpuram bridge; the morning after incessant rains when the green of the grass is bright enough for you to notice; coming across … Continue reading The unremarkable life of an adult
Driving a two wheeler in Chennai is a no-win situation. On the one hand, you have irate people in sedans cursing you for rapidly making your way through the little gaps. On the other hand, you have people honking their hearts out from behind you … Continue reading Scootering in Chennai
Jigarthanda is the kind of movie that draws you in, mostly succeeds in engaging you, and stays with you after you leave the theatre. The movie is about a film maker, named Karthik (Siddharth, who looks sleepy or confused or both), who for all we … Continue reading Jigarthanda: Refreshing!
After much difficulty, and intense workouts for my arm, I have finished reading White Mughals by William Darlymple! Let me warn you that this is the last book you want to pick up for bed time reading - you will be left struggling to find … Continue reading White Mughals
My brother is in Class 12 - this means parents get more concerned with how much time he spends watching TV every day, and also take turns to yell at him for playing too much football (consequently tiring himself out, which means he will study … Continue reading What do you want to be when you grow up?