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Creative Non-Fiction

That Night..

Do you have a favourite mom-dad story, too? The one they tell you so often, and so vividly, that you feel you were right there..

Creative Non-Fiction

Food for the soul and the stomach

Word from the Streets captures Richard Rose’s experience of Bangalore through his many visits.

Cinema

Wakanda forever, lah, beyond the West

TGV is the newer of Miri’s two movie theaters. Past the vendors selling durian and rambutan in the tamu, the stall keepers offering nasi lemak..

Creative Non-Fiction

No mere film star!

The arts and culture pages of the day before yesterday’s Hindu newspaper (April 24th 2015) brought back vivid memories of my first visit to India..

Creative Non-Fiction

Two facets

For as long as I can remember, I’ve been torn between the two irreconcilable halves of my person- Tanisha, my name on every official document,..

Creative Non-Fiction

If I really must go shopping

II dislike shopping. That is, I am intolerant of the endless mind-numbing browsing of groaning shelves and sagging racks of items that I can live..

Creative Non-Fiction

Morning Raga

Word from the Streets captures Richard Rose’s experience of Bangalore through his many visits.

Music

Living with Jazz

I was painfully aware of my lack of a jazzer’s ear the year I spent playing tenor saxophone in my high school jazz band. I..

Cinema

Medea on Prozac

Dyna Kassir’s essay is a collection of speculative thoughts, diverse and scattered but many times blended and regrouped, inspired by the 2008 movie “Slumdog Millionaires” directed by Danny Boyle.

Creative Non-Fiction

Crooked Aesthetics

It is 2012. My youth group in church does not invite me to a party because they think I am too weird, and that my..

Non-Fiction

Remembering Bargemusic – A Love Story

I wrote this piece in 1996, in the early years of Bargemusic, before its full flourishing and when it was still possible to get a..

Non-Fiction

A Series of Backhanded Compliments

“Before I met you, south Indian people made me cringe.” Just as my roommate uttered one of her most ignorant remarks to date, I bit..

Book Reviews

Stairs to the Sundial

(Poetry Collection ‘Available Light’ by CP Surendran – A Review)   With ‘Available Light’, CP Surendran unleashes on us, verses set to the eternal ticks..

Editorial

#DoGoodForBlaze

I did not know Blaze Bernstein personally until this morning. Yet, this morning, when I belatedly came to know of his untimely death, I could..

Literature

BLOODLINE

I picked Washington Square1 from a low shelf in my parents’ living room, having courted the idea for a while, as the book looked pretty. I..

Culture

The Thing about Mumbai Locals

Every morning I wake up at 8 am. I get dressed, wear my expensive tie and shiny watch. Then I roll my sleeves and walk..