Saturday, November 24, 2007

The River

The river that inspired the URL of this blog.

By the Ganges. At dusk. In Kanpur.

Wednesday, November 07, 2007

Diwali Thoughts

Just when I was beginning to blog with some regularity, it's time to travel again. Technically, I am going home for Diwali. But practically, I am going to collect raw material for my future blogs, future columns, and future books. That's the most enervating part of being a writer: you never travel or go on a holiday for the fun of it. The most active part of your mind is always busy taking notes. Even when you are sitting at home and doing nothing, you find a story knocking at your door. Even when you eat food cooked by your mom and go out meeting your old friends, you find nostalgia nudging at you to take notes.

I am not really complaining, because I believe that one way of extracting the meaning of life is to write about the small, little day-to-day things that constitute it. When you write, you impart permanence to even the smallest of events that would otherwise had gone out of the radar of your memory. When you write, you justify your existence. Not writing is like going on honeymoon without a camera: there would be no evidence of those special moments.

On that note, I would excuse myself for a short break. Do miss me. And yes, a very happy Diwali.

Sunday, November 04, 2007

I'm a Capri

Stole this from someone's Orkut album. Am not sure of the spelling of the last mentioned trait, but pretty much sure about everything else.

Thursday, November 01, 2007

Tumi Aamar, Aami Tomar

Didn't know the Bengali version of this song existed. Heard it on FM last month in Kolkata, while driving back late in the night after pandal-hopping. Since then, been looking for it, and now, I have found it! Enjoy.

Ektu aaro nay kaac...