One of my favourite pass times is holding imaginary conversations with people. Only rarely are these conversations happy. Mostly because they are with people who’ve made me unhappy in some way or with those whom I have unwittingly hurt. These conversations are a great way of setting things right. Things that I should have set… Read More Imaginary conversations
Once upon a time there was a novice politician who liked to tweet. But the twits of Indian politics didn’t like him or his tweets. This young politician (in a country where geriatrics rule being under 60 is young) and his tweets made them uncomfortable. They didn’t like it from the moment he let it… Read More The twits don’t like him
Last night I was watching an eerie seventies movie called ‘Don’t Look Now’. This Donald Sutherland and Julie Christie psycho thriller was shot entirely in Venice. It beats me why a goosebump-inducing film should be shot in paradise. Nevertheless sweeping shots of the city with its green-domed churches and the Grand Canal brought back memories… Read More Lost in Venice!
The best thing about my office is our 13th-floor balcony. It gives a sweeping view of the ridge in Delhi, a portion of the Lutyens zone and the haphazard concrete jungle of Karol Bagh and Punjabi Bagh. I like telling my friends that when the sun is about to set the vast expanse of the… Read More Bidi jalaile…
In my last post I missed out on narrating this experience I had in Berlin listening to a Mehdi Hassan song with a Pakistani friend. I was in Germany for two months last year for a journalism fellowship. Made many friends from many parts of the world. Among them was Bilal, a journalist from Islamabad.… Read More Mehdi epilogue!
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