One Hundred Thousand Years Ago... At least six human species inhabited the Earth Today... There is just one. Us.
I wrote most of this on 15th August, I swear. *side eye* Glimpses of World History By Jawaharlal Nehru In 1934, between the World Wars, a man was imprisoned, along with thousands of others, for demanding freedom and equality, even as their oppressors fought major wars with forced conscription by their colonized for what they… Continue reading 5 Books for Independence Day
Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows left too many loose ends on Dumbledore's life, because we were only told what Harry needed to know at the time. In one measly, fantastic information dump chapter. Why did Dumbledore place so much faith in the power of love? Why did Dumbledore wait so long to face Grindelwald? "Maybe… Continue reading Fantastic Beasts: The Harry Potter Prequel We Needed
I didn't know what to expect from Vonnegut. My introduction to him was to put Slaughterhouse-Five on my reading list, and leave it there, unread, with many other classics.
Delhi By Heart By Raza Rumi Delhi: The Eternal Capital. I have visited Delhi a couple of times, but it still feels like we have unfinished business. There's too much history to cram into a single trip! With a friend's wedding coming up in Delhi this year, I want to take time off to roam… Continue reading 5 Books On My Mind This Week
2018. People, mostly women and about half the men, wore black to the Golden Globes in solidarity with victims of sexual assault and in protest against the predatory behaviour of those in power against the women who still have to claw their way around various industries on less pay and more unwanted attention. Feminist social… Continue reading Women of the Year
Padma - our plump Padma - is sulking magnificently. (She can't read and, like all fish-lovers, dislikes other people knowing anything she doesn't. Padma: strong, jolly, a consolation for my last days. But definitely a bitch-in-the-manger.) She attempts to cajole me from my desk: 'Eat, na, food is spoiling.' I remain stubbornly hunched over paper.… Continue reading Midnight’s Children