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Showing posts with label madras. Show all posts
Showing posts with label madras. Show all posts

Sunday, 14 November 2010

10 things about Ra:

  1. For every one sequence we edit, her phone will ring 10 times.
  2. And she has to help, solve an issue, or counsel for the next 15 minutes.
  3. If it is not a friend or relative, it is a daughter.
  4. She has 50 daughters and a few sons.
  5. She makes sure they finish school and go to work.
  6. She then puts up their profiles on bharat matrimony.
  7. There is one wedding coming up now.
  8. She loves cooking.
  9. She loves bells.
  10. And she stays up to put together the sequence that was interrupted so many times, and surprises me every morning.

Wednesday, 27 January 2010

essential meghdoot

I rush upstairs to save the clothes,
just put out in the sun,

but when I see them swaying in the rain,
after so many May-like afternoons,

I let them soak in the clouds,
for they too live in parched Madras.

In a mood for Meghdoot,
in english but of course,

I wonder how one can speak of it,
and the deep, dark cloud,
in minutes and not in laborious dance-epics,

for the passion would then dry up,
as quickly as pappadam in the April sun,

but a simple ad does just that.

so now you tell me, in just one line,
what you see in the dark cloud right up there.

~the window siller

~meanwhile, in other worlds, mukul kesavan tries to upset my perfect world. but I remain firmly colonial.

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