I feel inordinately smug when I tell people that I’ve deactivated my Facebook account. The expressions of shock that greet this statement are a testament to the social networking website’s sheer hold over contemporary living. Foraying into Internet hermitude is not just impressive, it’s downright inspiring, it seems: every time I’ve mentioned it I’ve been [...]
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October 1, 2009
Reading This Saturday
Asma and Manasi have been holding poetry meets at a private residence in Chennai for a few months now, and I’m happy to tell you that I’ll be coming out of my cave for the first time in six months for a reading this Saturday, October 3rd. I’ll be reading from new work, as well [...]
September 12, 2009
The City As Canvas
I have a long essay on the aesthetics of the city of Chennai in the current issue of Caravan magazine. Caravan is a journal of politics and culture and is available nationwide at good bookshops, and can also be read digitally here.
August 22, 2009
The Venus Flytrap: Dancing With Eyes Closed
Every day I read my cards. Every day, I draw them, decipher them, and am drawn back to them. And every day, I look up my horoscopes. For my sun sign, my rising sign, and the signs of those I care for. I read a whole bouquet – and I’m not the sort to pick [...]
August 3, 2009
Some Paintings, a Q+A, an Elephant
My childhood friend and incredibly gifted artist Michael Mata did these amazing digital paintings of me for my birthday.
And Abhimanyu Kumar Singh, who is my favourite interviewer and the kind of reader a writer lives for, did this lighthearted Q+A over lunch last week. We also played Cadaver Exquisito, which he’s reprinted in his blog [...]
July 15, 2009
Stalk Me Not
Well, Not More Than I Might Want You To (she typed, passive aggressively).
On my 100th tweet, I realised that I hadn’t mentioned it on my blog. Here.
May 2, 2009
Lately I’ve Been Feeling Like
my mind is the torn Rs.50 note an auto driver palmed off on you that you can’t fool any other auto driver into taking. I desperately need to lose it again.
May 2, 2009
The Venus Flytrap: Healing, Subtle As A Scar
Without going into details, I was attacked last week and left with gashes on my chest which required medical attention and an injection. They were inflicted on me at the beginning of a nightmarish evening, and I couldn’t bring myself to look at the damage for myself until the next day. What happened then surprised [...]
April 11, 2009
In TOI Today
In today’s Times of India Chennai edition anniversary supplement — here.
This was a surprise (and my name is misspelt!!); am told it’s a condensed version of an interview that ran a few weeks ago, which I haven’t seen yet.