Category Archives: hasi to fasi

Van Gogh and you

Sitting here and talking to you Is like hearing the mad monkey in the sky go cackle cackle with laughter that falls as rain, or the sky’s poetry seeing your eyes grow large with surprise like lovelorn moons jilted in … Continue reading

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The flash

I wait for it The spontaneous sigh of an idea taking root; trying to dig its feet into the quicksand of my mind I wait for it For a click in the machinery, the sibilant hisssssss of a thought sliding … Continue reading

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Searching for god

(with apologies to Ginsberg, Eliot and the rest of the gang that’s been looking for an angryfix)

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white magic

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As Krishnaa (my sister) was watching T.V. this morning  she started pouting away and looking jealously at some promo with some dancing Bolly wood star. “Shee Yaar I want to look like Minisha Lamba”, she said. I smiled 🙂

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The adventures of Basanti

So…. it’s sunday evening. Arno and me are driving back home after car-o-bar. The two of us are slighly buzzed. There’s a calf on the road ahead: Arno: Saamne kutta hain ki gaay hain? Me: Gaay… ka bachcha (after a … Continue reading

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