I can’t remember exactly when I saw Jitish Kallat for the first time. I might have only seen pictures of him after getting to know a little bit about him. To be very honest, I knew him not at all before I joined the BDL course; I had previously admitted to my limited knowledge of… Continue reading On Jitish Kallat
Everyday, every moment, Drum beats of time Enter my soul Disturb my mind. Incessantly, Unendingly, Their throbs increase my heartbeat Until all I hear is the percussion Of blood Flowing in a mortal shell Which will crack open To reveal nothing But the goo Of flesh broken down By the constant thumping And pounding.
There is a peepal tree outside my room. It was bare when I first moved into this flat in February. Since then I have seen new leaves appear and flourish, and now the tree is full, even though I still see new leaves appear. The tree was home to pigeons when it was bare. There… Continue reading The Peepal Tree
There are painful memories not yet stored deep in the core. These memories are just beneath the crust of day-to-day existence. They are hot magma swirling around in the upper mantle, and occasionally, but with sufficient volcanic destruction, they bursts forth, rupturing the crusty mundane life of the everyday. Like now. Seeing a hypocritical message on Whatsass… Continue reading She is gone.
I think cats feel that doing one’s business is embarrassing. I say this after observing some of Simba’s mannerism when doing it. The look Simba has when making a number or the way he covers it up or even when I go near his litter tray to clean it, indicates to me sense of shame… Continue reading Taking Care of Business
This is a cycle. I do something. Or maybe I don’t something. I usually have no clue what it is that I’m doing or not doing. I don’t know the repercussions of my action or inaction. I’m kinda clueless that way at times. But then by that action or inaction, I end up hurting someone.… Continue reading The Cycle
Yesterday, I went to see “How to Train Your Dragon 2” – my fourth alone-movie-watching-experience. I went to what is considered a decent cinema hall – PVR Cinemas in Subhash Nagar. Firstly they bored us with many commercials and quite a few of them were even inappropriate for a children’s movie. I’m not a prude about… Continue reading How to Train Your Cinema Halls for 3D
Stolen/reblogged from my old blog, here is an entry I made awaiting a new season of True Blood, edited and yet the reasons remain the same! 1) Vampires and werewolves.. 2) plus shapeshifters, fairies, maenads, and witches among other non-existing things 3) Blood n gore GALORE! 4) To hear bill go “Sookie” in his aspirated… Continue reading 10 Reasons to be Excited for the New and Last Season of True Blood!
Sometimes when I take an auto-rickshaw I keep a coin in my hand Like a talisman To keep the beggars away. By giving the talisman away. The days I don’t feel The smooth disk with my fingers the metallic taste of the full moon floods my mouth with its bitterness.
Today was my second lecture on Hans Holbein’s The Ambassadors, as part of my “Literatures of the Renaissance” course. In the first lecture I had talked about the painting without revealing what the ‘bony thing in front’ was. I wanted to leave some mystery about it, and see if the curiosity would drive some to go home and Google it.… Continue reading Classroom Epiphany
