Track for the journey up North. Bipul Chettri’s Nepali compositions. In these years of traveling here, the language sounds sweeter.Home calling home…
30/06/2018Kathmandu Saturday is Kathmandu’s Sunday. Tonight the ‘lounges’ of the city are a hive of young Nepalis who prefer calling it K-Town. Traffic is a trickle at 10 PM, but the ‘lounges’ have only warmed up, with music and lights. One hears them on the streets. The music is a mix of bollywood and English pop charts. […]
“ He is not vomiting a blog a day; instead he sculpts a meditation on the page.”
30/06/2018Two things happened – Heather Able’s remarkably apt words excerpted from her debut novel The Optimistic Decade and a conversation where one found the other not as dull as the written words. So, may be there are two selves. One which speaks – in person, on phone etc and the other that writes, in a […]
Late night track. The strings ring in an unexplained nostalgia.
Some feel this way. On all days. And vehemently deny those lines for Bradbury while they sit with an omnibus of his stories.
On Writing Well – 2Reading Zinsser on writing. On words he has these lines to leave the reader with -“Remember that words are the only tools you’ve got. Learn to use them with originality and care. And also remember: somebody out there is listening.”Zinsser is laying down the world of expression and writing for me, […]
Addicted to experiencing sidewalks in various cities.
28/06/2018This city! This city! Will someday write a long essay like Jan Morris’ . By now, a fair deal to say. Of its rhythms. Of its ferries. Of the neighbourhood football fanclubs with each locality divided among Argentina, Brazil , Portugal and who knows, Iceland too. The crazy roads and green palette. Ran along the […]