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But my most pleasing discovery during the lockdown has been my ability to sit still without the distraction of a book, a child, a dog or the phone for longer than I thought possible. What’s more, I can hear inanimate things speak to me and take me on exciting journeys without having to leave the couch. In other words, I have become the old woman I was meant to be one day in the distant future, the sort that hates domestic chores preferring instead, to sit around all day smiling to herself. This I can tell you isn’t a bad experience, especially given the circumstances and in the knowledge that one-day when the confinement ends, my precious youth (read midlife) will be returned to me. Continue reading
The city of Siddhivinayak, the land of Mumbra Devi, our beloved mothership, your keepers should have kept you better, for you cannot get by on faith alone. That beautiful vinyl that has been used to hide all your ugliness behind it has but come apart. And what lies beneath is the debris of fear and hopelessness.
In your slums, where life thrived against all odds, there is nothing but heartbreak today. COVID-19 may be contained in your various zones, but neglect and disparity that have grown in your womb since the day you were born, who can contain that?
We, who have looked away from those blue plastic thatched roofs of your slums every time our planes have touched down, we are scared for our lives today because we had forgotten that the lives of those dwelling inside those shanties inevitably bleed into ours. We had overlooked the fact that when those who live on the margins die, we die as well.
I was at the VAT refunds counter at Charles De Gaulle a few years ago. The great Chinese shopper had only recently arrived on the European shopping scene quickly replacing the cargoes wearing, sun visor donning Japanese tourists who one was accustomed to seeing patiently queued outside designer stores. The Chinese shoppers in the VAT … Continue reading
I have just received an email from a second generation Canadian friend of Indian origin, who is coming to India after several decades. She intends to travel across the motherland to acquaint herself with the new India and asks for my assistance in doing so. India has a sizable buffet of airlines, she is told and Nadia … Continue reading
I have just returned from Singapore by Punjab Mail. It was a Mumbai bound Indigo flight that I had checked into with my brood at Changi, but after security checks and ambling around the duty free, I found myself aboard a flight that closely resembled the Punjab Mail, in as far as the morphological profile of … Continue reading
I have noticed that the universe has its own way of telling you that the party is over. Since I have been back from my vacation some not very good things have happened. At the top of my list of those things is Fifty Shades of Grey. I am embarrassed to admit that I read this … Continue reading