Lying awake at night, scrolling through e-stores and adding random stuff to shopping carts - here's how I do it. A poem in the grand tradition of Father William!
A poem about the sounds that surround me when I wake up early in the morning,
Under attack by villainous winged vermin, and thwarted at every turn, I have to dig deep into my fighting reserves to face the flying scum that desecrate all that we hold dear. Do I rise to the occasion? Or to the birds have the last cackle? Find out this and more in this thrilling post!
A look at arguably the most famous Russian who ever lived. We examine the life and death of Grigori Rasputin, and the completely unexpected thing that made him famous around the world.
This is the tale of the Pannikoil, or the Temple of the Pig, which flourished in my hometown, Coimbatore, for a brief period. Here is the story of the unlikely prophetess and her treacherous end. This happened sometime between 1982 and 1986 – these were the years we spent in a house on VNK Thevar… Continue reading Temple of the Pig – A Tale of Treachery
The Hyderabadi notion of personal space is an interesting phenomenon, and can come as an unexpected shock to newcomers. I recall some of my early encounters and share my experience so that you can be adequately prepared for when you finally make it here!