“One’s destination is never a place, but rather a new way of looking at things.” — Henry Miller “There is so much weariness and disappointment in travel that people have to open up –- in railway trains, over a … Continue reading Visual Diary: Interiors in B&W
[Delhi Diaries. June 2013.]
I arrived at Ben Gurion Airport to find a surly security guard waiting by the entrance. He asked me a couple of questions that lead up to, “Did you ever travel to the West Bank?” “Yes,” I replied; it’s not illegal, after all. Continue reading “From Jerusalem to Delhi”
I spent a good chunk of September back home in Chennai, India, which partly explains why I haven’t added anything to this space for over a month. Back when I used to live in Chennai, my friends and I regularly whined … Continue reading Of Cinema, Literature & the National Anthem
Every time I return from India, there is a sense of loss – imprecise, suspended, like a hole without a ring. Yet there is also a feeling of release, as if one had just escaped death by drowning.” – Sasthi … Continue reading Euphoria & Dread: The India I Know
[Delhi Diaries. October 2012.] Three months since I moved to Delhi and started my first full-time job. I have things on my mind, a lot of them possibly nonsensical : 1. A (surprisingly painless) first – I got a tattoo! 2. I’m tired … Continue reading A List of Things
[Chennai Diaries. December 2012.] I’m all about change; I thrive on it. I’ve grown up all across the country, moving every two years, attending six different schools. It’s an adventure, and it beats doing the same-thing-every-other-day-for-the-rest-of-my-life. Except at times like … Continue reading Going Backwards
Chennai, India. 1998. The family crowds around the scrumptious feast on the living room floor. It is June; outside, the sun shines down upon the city of Madras unforgivingly. Crows screech, dogs nap in the shade, and over-ripe mangoes hang … Continue reading Mangoes, Overripe.