The finale was almost half the event…. Last few days found us traveling and meeting more friends and family and attending the marriage of my cousin….. for me it’s been the four F words Family, Friends, Fun and Food followed by one more ‘F’ word ‘Farewell’ time to say bye….. For people like me who have left their homes they are bound to face this farewell in … Continue reading Finale to Farewell
When I tell people I am in Kerala I am often reminded of the greatness and beauty of the houseboats and the experience of it…. but though I am a keralite I have not gone on a houseboat… this might have many reasons, May be I find it exorbitantly expensive or may be I don’t belong to that part of Kerala where the houseboats are … Continue reading My Malabar – Traveling through my Home Town
Yes you read the title correct; Padmavat(i) is an ugly, repulsive & distasteful anti-Invasion narrative that leaves you appalled & insulted as a Human being. The movie starts with a lot of disclaimers including that used specifically when you use names of people living or dead and want to have your own narrative using them or when you specifically think idiots might start crying and … Continue reading Padmavat(i) is an ugly, repulsive and distasteful anti-Invasion narrative that leaves you Appalled and insulted as a Human being
Wordsworth’s poem used the proverb ‘The child is the father of the man’. For many it denotes the unchanged man, about habits of childhood shaping the adult. For me it always reminds me of the little circles of life we complete before we get to a full circle… When I first wore my dad’s shoe and it perfectly fit me, it was one circle; when … Continue reading Circles of Life – Visiting my Home Town
When you stretch life between ‘There is nothing much you can do’ and ‘there a lot you have to do’; you will find that time and space kind of disappears and you are reduced into a single point from where you can go either ways. Throw it all in the ring and jump into it or just stop lean back and relax. Either way no … Continue reading The Art of being Lazy
Time stands still even in the leaves; they still fall from those old trees that stand tall bearing the memories of moments stuck in time. As a kid my vacations were spend mostly with my maternal grand parents in a place called mookkuthala…. the place where the iconic film nirmalyam was shot… my one and only film appearance…. a stop here is another ritual of my … Continue reading Through the Land of Nirmalyam
‘This is a city that always has an air-condition on’ my friend said as we embarked on our trip to Bangalore in 1994… Getting down at Kalasipalayam before dawn I did agree with him and felt bad that I did not take a jacket…. well I did not have one to be honest…. dressed in a buttonless white kurtha we head for Mathikere…. That was 24 … Continue reading Bengaluru I will be Back…. soon….
What is the big issue… Satyapal is My hero…. The mythic Pundits who have become the ministers in Indian Government are very educated…. You cannot question then…. I agree with #Satyapal… I won’t call him an idiot…. a fool.. or a jerk… What is said is very True!!! No one saw the ape turn into a monkey 🙂 or man or human or satyapal or … Continue reading Satyapal Singh, Apes, Ganesha, Adam and Eve – Who has seen an Ape become a Man? Tell me?
There is a 1829 book by Xavier de Maistre called ‘Journey round my room’…. it’s about a young officer who gets locked in his room and travels around the room using his imagination rather lavishly and in the process becomes both familiar and explores new things about the nook and corner of his little place… Traveling is about experience and it’s fun taking them through … Continue reading The Ambassador – From My India Trip
As the sun gets ready for it’s shift; a moon retiring by collating the images of moonlight marches and moon lit secrets… As the neon lights converse with the moonlight we take walk…. People going to temples for their routine stack of faith…. tea shops opening traditional tea to morning risers and delicious steaming snacked stare at you from glass cupboards…. we stop by one…. … Continue reading The Morning Walk – Excerpt from My India Trip
Vinod Narayan 