Maybe it had lost its way, or perhaps it was attracted to minuscule food crumbs lying on the table, I don’t know. But within a split second, almost subconsciously, I pressed the little finger of my left hand and crushed it.
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I Miss Neighbourhoods
I miss neighbourhoods … where you could just pop into a friend\’s house uninvited, to chit chat or eat or drink something, or just yell your friend\’s name from outside his house, waiting for him to come out so that you can go to play, or gossip about another friend or talk random shit, orContinue reading “I Miss Neighbourhoods”
Unfamiliar Entertainment
Before Netflix and Amazon Prime, before YouTube, before even cable TV, Indians\’ choice in television entertainment was limited. Severely limited. To two: Doordarshan and DD Metro. And before that, just one: DD. ALL Indians (who could afford a TV and had electricity) watched the same programme at the same time across the country. So, basically,Continue reading “Unfamiliar Entertainment”
Disco Deewane
Its just a memory now. I cant even say for sure whether its true. But I remember that in the 80s, in Bombay, my parents used to host awesome parties. Red and yellow chandeliers, breezy atmosphere, latest Phillips cassette player with two separate stereophonic box speakers. Lilting music of ABBA, BoneyM and Nazia and ZohebContinue reading “Disco Deewane”
Rocky: A Belated Obituary
The first time I met Rocky was when I moved into his neighbourhood, Andrewsganj in mid 2001. Rocky\’s initial belligerence was understandable. He didn\’t know me, I didn\’t know him either. But it was not long before we bonded fabulously. I guess he liked me for the way I treated him and his family. ItContinue reading “Rocky: A Belated Obituary”
Turning twenty nine
Birthdays, for me, would be indistinguishable from other days had it not been for my efforts to dramatize the whole occasion by assuming a solemn air. I think if I did not do that, I would forget that another year had passed and I had aged another year. So I do a lot of reflectingContinue reading “Turning twenty nine”
Yes, I remember…
Yes Prasanna I remember clearly our post lunch sessions under the conjoined trees. I remember some people answering nature\’s call outside the boundary wall where we sat and TVN or Nandu or Anand reprimanding them in the most sing-song humorous manner 😉 That was fun! Its sad that my memory is failing about many things.Continue reading “Yes, I remember…”
When I was a kid
When I was a kid, I used to be a nice kid. You know, I used to carve figurines out of chalk(brought from school) using pins. I had a collection of those till recently. I don\’t know what I did with them.. 😦 I spent many long hours as a kid carving out faces, animals,Continue reading “When I was a kid”
Anupam Choudhury 