Memoir

  • Deepavali

    I remember Deepavali through my uncle’s cracker shop, my brother, childhood friends and evenings filled with smoke, noise and daring. Now I mostly watch the lights and long for a time when such small joys meant everything.

  • Farce

    మనసులోని మాట మనసులో దాచుకున్నాను ఒక మాట చిన్నతనంలో ఆడుకున్న ఒక ఆట ఆ గాలి ఆ మట్టి లేవని అలసి అయినా అయినా సాగాలి మనిషి కష్టం కపటం తెలియని స్నేహం అమ్మ ఇల్లు అన్నదే లోకం ఇల్లు వదలి ఊరు వదలి కదిలి కదిలి మదిలో మెదిలే నదినీ వదిలి నావను వదిలి వెళ్ళే మనిషి నీకెంత కష్టం చెట్టు చేమా అన్నీ ఉన్నా చెట్టు నీడ క్రిందకే వస్తే టౌను సిటీ కాలనీలన్నీ…

  • THE FEAST OF THE GOAT

    A novel that I had wanted to read for a very long time; a story about the dictator Trujillo who ruled the Dominican Republic for 30 years. The novel is arranged as an episodic narrative tale which follows the events of the deadly, brutal regime from three points of view, that of Urania Cabral, the…

  • Travel to know more about your self

    I remember a book by G.K.Chesterton that I had read in fragments. I couldn’t complete it because of the untidiness of the book and the small typeset that strained my eyes. I was extremely impressed by the small bits that I read. Chesterton describes his travels on horseback across the English country side. He is the most carefree traveler who lets place and time take care of all his needs.

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    India and the victory at the Gabba

    This is going to be only about India and the victory at the Gabba. There are certain things in life which light up your mood, bring a smile to your face, give you a sense of joy which is not epicurean. One feels like living that moment for a long time, although it does not concern you directly; It is not about your personal fame or fortune. Yet it gives you something, adds more value to your life, enriches your experience as a follower, a spectator and eventually goes down into personal lore and collective folklore.