Friday, October 13, 2006

Chess and Nirvana: A travel along the Ganges

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One October afternoon, in 1994, a young, bespectacled man arrived at a roadside resort on the Delhi-Dehradun highway. He was accompanied by ...
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Tuesday, October 10, 2006

Nonsense offerings of Peace

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Drink tea from a bone-china saucer with a slurp. Walk on a highway, whistling, hands in pockets. Listen to a Mohammed Rafi song, in darkness...
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Thursday, October 05, 2006

The Missing Man: Part 4

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There are so many strange things in life. Like the noise that you hear occasionally in your head. Or the fact that the only thing you forget...
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Tuesday, September 26, 2006

The Missing Man (Parts 2 & 3)

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Part 1 He woke up from his alcohol-induced sleep. He looked at the watch. It was 7.39 am. A straight line of sunlight sieved through two fol...
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Wednesday, September 13, 2006

Three friends and days of leisure

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A poem dedicated to heady days of late 96 and early 97
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Tuesday, August 29, 2006

Srinagar, Jammu, Delhi

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For a man who no longer has a homeland, writing becomes a place to live: Theodor Adorno Two days ago I saw My land like a tourist On the Dis...
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Friday, August 25, 2006

Monaco Biscuits

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You have retained Your habit of making Caricatures when you Do not bother To listen to What a speaker Has to say The free strands Of your ha...
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Wednesday, August 23, 2006

In search of a poet

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The train passes through lush green fields and small towns with walls painted with advertisements of quacks and tantriks, who claim to have ...
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Friday, July 28, 2006

TV says: Et tu Rahul?

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I am working on a mini Graphic novel, titled - Byte Soldiers: The life and times of a Metro TV Reporter, for Sarai (CSDS). You can read som...
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Thursday, July 27, 2006

Your almond eyes

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Tumhari aankhon ka aakash Saral aankhon ka neela aakash (The sky of your eyes The blue sky of Your simple eyes) You were too young to have i...
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Friday, July 14, 2006

If I turn blind tonight

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Poring over a yellow carton, you entered into my stream of consciousness like a ray. Your eyes were fixed upon your fingers trying to open t...
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Wednesday, July 05, 2006

The shades of his evening

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When Many suns will die Then Your era will arrive Isn’t it? Many suns have died since these lines were written but their time has still not ...
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Thursday, June 29, 2006

Your Painter, yours only

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You cannot fool me In my dreams By telling me You are married I know you are not The wife of An Air force officer You can never be Because h...
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Wednesday, June 28, 2006

Someone peeps into me

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(C) Rahul Pandita, 2006
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Saturday, June 24, 2006

My Mother's 22 Rooms

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I cannot sing the old songs, or dream those dreams again - Charlotte Barnard There it is. Huddled among other dolls and a few shreds of clot...
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Thursday, June 01, 2006

I want to cry

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Where do I go now? Could I possibly Take my guts out Clean them With a toothbrush And put them back The night Has descended And I wait For t...
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Tuesday, May 02, 2006

No sleeping last night

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Regrets come back Like Trade winds Window panes Howl in the night Words whoosh Like a cannon ball Sweat dries up Inside the armpit Turned el...
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Friday, April 28, 2006

The cherry stain

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Miniatures lie in my cupboard Like pawns on invisible, black and white squares; staring at me When I look at them they evade my eyes One of ...
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Wednesday, April 26, 2006

The Missing Man

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A week after his disappearance, Srikant’s family received an envelope. His father Bhagirath, responding to a knock on the door, collected it...
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Sunday, April 23, 2006

This Morning

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