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I want to write a long, long update about Life Thus Far, which would include school, recent literary exploits, a paragraph about unnecessary studying (which includes but is not limited to tests, exams, essays and the like), book reviews I've been meaning to write, about my room and how I rearranged it (don't laugh, this matters to me), a beautiful ( Read more... ) -
cooking the books
Customer: "Excuse me, those books, leather bound ones... "
Bernard: "Yes, Dickens. The Collected Works of Charles Dickens."
Customer: "Are they real leather?"
Bernard: "They're real Dickens."
Customer: "I have to know if they're real leather, because they have to go with a sofa. Everything else in my house is real. I'll give you 200 for them."
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19/3 - 20/3 dream
Last night's dreams were a strange superimposition of images, one on top of another receding into an infinite regression, a plethora of confused meaning. (The same, I presume, can be said of every dream.) The family took a holiday to Switzerland to meet my cousin, Anil (who really lives in London with his wife and child), but I got lost in the ( Read more... ) -
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Is this a story? Who weaves it and how perfectly? What is time and where is it? I float in full spaces; in space where no one looks at their wrist and worries after appointments. Between you and me, behind this black velvet backdrop we have mapped a constellation of memories. -
World Ages
"Hindus almost universally accept a view of time as cyclical, an idea first articulated in the Upanishads, and elaborated upon subsequently. While various different ways of counting the years in World Ages can be found, a popular enumeration of them is the following. There are four eons (Yuga) in each Mahayuga, or cycle: Krta or Satya Yuga (lasting ( Read more... ) -
Can I have another cookie please?
A few minutes ago, my sister walked through the door. "I want $35", she said. Naturally assuming that it was through some fault of my own that she is in deficit of $35, I nodded my head absently ( Read more... ) -
subash k jha
This is such a delicate and whimsical review of Saawariya.
"Saawariya" is like a dream where the characters themselves live in a dream world. Escape from this world is akin to death. No one dies in Bhansali's majestic make-belief world and nothing wilts. Not even love when it is taken away from the boy who loves to entertain the unhappy girl in ( Read more... ) -
Meursault seeks a funky Siddharta
Language finally proved itself as exhausting and exhausted as the conversations I keep hearing repeated everywhere. How disappointing. Last night I saw someone that I wanted to talk to because he looked interesting but I heard a snippet of an ongoing conversation he was having and it sounded dreadfully dull. Where do people get the drive to ( Read more... ) -
also, a picture
I saw a beautiful man in school today and I need to find him again, even if it's just to sit across him and look into his eyes, because they are all I remember, his eyes looking down at me and an ocean inside them. -
post india
Last night in the delirium of sleeplessness I turned to the internet and continued feeding my recently awakened obsession on South Asian literature. This is by no means a new undertaking. I have been searching the world wide web ceaselessly for information, academic and otherwise, for the past six weeks; it was since then that my interest in Indian ( Read more... )