Wednesday, December 27, 2006

A Pregnant Pause

Nine months away from the blog (ignore the last two blog entries) – shameful for someone who is addicted to writing and the internet. Yours truly can always conjure up a multitude of excuses, but what dear reader would be the point of such a futile exercise? Instead let me elucidate, nay, wax eloquent about my life in general. Forgive me my hubris (and the hoity-toity language), for I have never seen happier times.

Here goes – got published (have more writing projects in the pipeline), acted in two large theatre productions (one more on its way), started doing film reviews, became a creative consultant of sorts, sold my old IIT comp (miss you buddy), finally made the switch to Nokia from Sony Ericsson and …

An eventful and memorable year, which makes me look forward to the next one with greater expectations.

I am not one for resolutions, but am addicted to To-Do Lists.

To-Do in 2007

Blog regularly
Keep track of books and movies seen
Travel extensively
Get back into quizzing
Attend Clarion
Learn to play the guitar
Maintain contact with old friends
Write, write and write
And …

Wednesday, May 03, 2006

Friday, March 24, 2006


Every now and then I reach the conclusion that the Universe has nothing left to teach me. Or that whatever else is left, is either useless or redundant. I wallow in the splendid muck of my ignorance. And then the Universe drags me out, gives me a cold shower, cleans me from head to toe and proceeds to give me a whipping which would make any Los Angles dominatrix proud. I hear you loud and clear Universe.


My faith in humanity is shaken. Aargh!

In other news the US visa system sucks.

Wednesday, February 15, 2006

8 Count

from my bed
I watch
3 birds
on a telephone
one flies
one is left,
it too
is gone.
my typewriter is
and I am
reduced to bird
just thought I'd
let you

Charles Bukowski

Saturday, January 14, 2006

The Book of Answers

* I have been on a break of sorts the last few weeks. Lots of parties, great friends, excessive amounts of booze, no rest, no writing, no sex (grrrrrhh!!), otherworldly ideas, otherworldly confessions, retrograde amnesia, lacunar amnesia, Korsakoff syndrome, no books (uggh!) … Did I mention great friends – they make up for everything. Absolute indulgence!

* I have absolutely no pitch control while singing. This hurts because I think I have a genuinely good speaking voice (even Pacino doesn’t sing, so there).

* Trying to write Science Fiction after a long time. And this is supposed to be for 12+ kids – a very tough crowd. But I feel inspired. Only, I haven’t started writing yet (maybe after this post). Currently going through what I could label a writer’s block of sorts.

* Have put down the following in ‘things to do in life’ – bring back the craze of board games (currently working on an idea). Have put down the following items to buy from my first (already finished that, ok! second) writing pay check – a PS3 or Xbox 360. Get back to video games.

* Found this book called the Book of Answers - essentially a more elaborate magic 8-ball. I have decided to make all crucial decisions for the next three months based on my magic 8-ball. It makes sense to lead life with the following probability distribution – 50% Yes, 25% No and 25% Ambiguous. If one is as strong a believer in the complete inter-connectedness of things as I am then it makes complete sense to trust an icosahedral answering device. The Chinese used I Ching. I could use this. Throw logic completely out of the window and trust a ball. That’s my new motto – trust the ball!

* Went to Goa. Saw a guy getting his ass kicked at Calangute beach. What an awesome sight. I haven’t been in a fight for a long time. I remember the last time I was slugged (though not in a fight). I had to beg a drunk junior to take a swing at me. He obliged. I was left with an inch long gash on the inside of my mouth. What sweet misery. The pain was intoxicating. Someone want to open a real Fight Club?

* Want to spend a full day speaking in free verse. Will ask P. She’ll be game for such an exercise.

* Read the 12 part Crisis on Infinite Earths again after a long time. Somehow I have always preferred Marvel over DC. But this is a classic, though it did lead to more confusion in the DC universe.

* Been doing some research on the anatomical juxtaposition of two orbicualris oris muscles in a state of contraction. Henry Gibbins, Sr. MD (1808-1884) must have been one jobless bugger. Check out some philosophical kisses here (My favourite – a Nietzscheian Kiss).