A delightful read that serves as a humble reminder to me, and to all of us, to be proud of our roots and to chest-thumpingly own up to our rich heritage, wherever we may come from. Me, am from Ms. Usha’s own neighbourhood, or near thereabouts. Not unlike her, fluent in four languages, trained in Carnatic music and when stripped back of all the glamour, a humble and simple Chennai-ite trying to do the right thing. That is me. Or atleast who I hope to continue being, at some level. Where she has been luckier than me, or has; with … Continue reading A message to future pickle-makers
https://filterkoffee.wordpress.com/2016/12/06/a-life-long-disagreement-a-lump-a-void/ Very well captured. Her passing deeply saddened me despite never really following the politics or the news of the state. It surprised me that it didn’t seem to matter that I hadn’t lived in Chennai for over 15 years now -that while reading those headlines late Mon night, it felt like someone had stolen important childhood photographs. Like taking the 29C bus every morning at 7:20am for two years and watching the morning sunshine reflected on those ubiquitous party posters with the two-leaves and her confident face. To me, MY city will never be the same without her. May … Continue reading Filter coffee feelings
It took me an entire year to read, but as I flipped the last page of ‘Norwegian Wood’, the overwhelming feeling wasn’t one of achievement but strangely one of loss – I wouldn’t get to be a discreet observer of Watanabe’s world anymore. A feeling of responsibility came over me– to somehow walk over to that phone booth and tell him it was all going to be ok; the way he did for Naoko, for Midori’s father, for Hatsumi; to relieve him atleast a little bit of all that burden he had been carrying at 20 years of age, without … Continue reading “In the midst of life, everything revolved around death”
I cannot put it more simply and I do not want to try. It HURTS. It hurts and the images refuse togo away, maybe because this time I chose not to try. Yes, this time there wouldn’t bethat filter of calculated indifference, skilfully deployed while reading the daily news in this day and age. Today, I wanted to feel rather than think, write rather than wonder and lend words to images that existed only in my mind. Because today more than ever, I wanted to take the time to understand why these images wouldn’t go away. French images from Chennai, … Continue reading When Terror felt up close and personal
When life gave lemons, Beyonce made #Lemonade. Lets take some inspiration and make some buttermilk, with a pinch of sarcasm, shall we? I have always been immensely impressed by and slightly jealous of overnight internet stars. #DamnDaniel being a case in point. Surely each of us must have some semblance of a skill thats internet-worthy, other than doing it #KimKardashian style that is. One good bet is taking the culinary route – pictures of mouth watering home-made food on social media, along with elegant recipes are a safe and steady bet towards internet mini-celebrityhood. Sadly I have no talent in this space but having gotten … Continue reading Buttermilk with a pinch of sarcasm
So you just watched Captain America. Great! Soon you will watch X-Men, before possibly going for Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles in early June. That’s three superhero movies within a month, not counting Batman vs. Superman which with its ‘Martha mom’ moment, didn’t make the cut here for me. So what superhero powers should you have on a BAU basis? The good news is, today you get to choose online – even as you join a LinkedIn group, follow someone new on Twitter or publish your own post on Facebook. Just in case you are under the illusion that you need not jump … Continue reading Building my Batmobile, while managing portfolio risk
Humanity in often hosted in generous measure within the white walls of the huge #Apple store in Hong Kong’s IFC mall, which I often pass by, never really understanding what the big fuss was about Apple products (or Game of Thrones for that matter, but thats for another day). I had never owned an Apple product or ever considered buying one, being one of those swear-by-Android-and-cant-be-bothered awesome homosapiens. But by the end of the day that Apple announced its first quarterly revenue decline since 2003, I had ironically and unintentionally become the proud owner of the recently launched 12 inch #rosegold #Macbook (referred hereon as #RoGoMac), … Continue reading RoGoMac – My Rose Gold Macbook !