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Two bewildered men in the blast and smoke
MOOLCHAND } He had on mind some worries on that day’s collection. Barely enough, he thought before he had seen a tall, young man waving to stop.
‘Bhaisaheb, Patel Nagar chaloge? Mere ko Gaffar Market main dus minute ka kaam hai. Main tumhe halting charges bhi doonga.’ (Will you go to Patel Nagar? I have to stop at Gaffar Market for 10 minutes. I will pay you the halting charges). The fair young chap looked close to six-foot and sported a light beard. He seemed to be in his mid twenties.
Moolchand glanced at his watch : 5.30 pm.
Through the tame evening, Moolchand saw the motion of plush cars around the Imperial Hotel. In the passenger mirror he saw that the young man had settled with a bag in the back seat. The auto rickshaw moved.
Oh!bama!
LONG-DISTANCE DIPLOMACY } With bleary eyes, I picked up the buzzing phone and saw something like Oama Calling. In the little light and in a cursing mood, I couldnt really make out if it was Obama or Osama. Hell with these ones, plucking off people from sleep for godammit reasons, Im gonna get under the pillow, and so I muttered caring not to wake up our dog, Odama, lying under the bed, and went back to sleep.
You or me: who’s the real con?
SABARINATH } Somebody needs to tell John McCain that sweating it out won’t win him the game against Obama. This former navy captain needs ideas. Sizzling ones. And, of course more money.
Now, I know a man who’s highly recommended to fetch him both: hot ideas and loads of cash.
Before I introduce him, let [...]
Freedom from cant
KASHMIR } All three days I’d been in Kashmir, I was wary of the figures dressed in army camouflage. They prowled everywhere, every hundred feet on the left and right of the National Highway and along the lanes as well.
For the past 60 days or so, since about the end of June, the people of Kashmir have been free. Free in the most profound sense. They have shrugged off the terror of living their lives in the gun-sights of half a million heavily armed soldiers, in the most densely militarised zone in the world, writes Arundhati Roy.
I kind of agree with her, from what I felt in those three days. Yet, a land is not run on the principles of poetic reveries. The State always plays a different version of Sudoku than you and I know of.
Why we don’t understand ‘why’…
HANSSEN, OSAMA, AND YOU } Robert Hanssen was arrested on Feb. 18, 2001, for the worst security breach in the FBIs history. Last night I was watching it.
Many wracked their brains to find out the why of it. Authors, forensic psychologists, criminologists, and intelligence analysts tried deciphering the enigma called Hanssen. The counter-intelligence officer who prayed Rosary every day, also passed on classified materials to the Soviet and Russian governments for 22 years. He devoted himself to the Catholic order of Opus Dei and watched porn, and bought a Benz for a Washington stripper, with who he never had sex.
To you, betrayed woman, if you aren’t dead by now
THE NUN OF ALUVA } I saw the video. The raw, patchy, shaky shot that would burn all the Bishops’ asses. That would do the rounds till life on the earth would end.
It wasn’t what the fumbling right palm of the naive nun did on the man’s organ that made me cringe. It was her immaculate wonder, when she held it, that burst of bliss from her human depths which sent a shiver through me. I couldn’t watch the rest of it for feeling like a party to the man’s cunning. Think for a moment about the contrast of the deepest personal flesh-wish of a 37-year-old woman, her innate thrill, her final trust in the humans, and the cold, planned betrayal by the man whose throbbing villainy stood out unzipped while his devious left arm hid a mobile camera, sucking in on every moment of the nun’s unadulterated joy.
Human desire versus devilish treachery.
But the Church had a simpler equation worked out...
Fall, fall, you mortal, so that we can watch
MODERN AMUSEMENTS } It was high noon. He could feel the rising, his scooter riding to the height, the bridge.
His sweat-wet body hit the wind and Sebastian smiled. He could have had a glimpse of the blue sea under the bridge, a sudden glance of it all. Then it could all have whirled, as the [...]
Twilight of humans
THE OUTSIDER } Beyond the glass pane, could have been the setting sun. A red ball. But I didn’t see. A pillar stood in the way.
The day was going pale, dying and the shadows began falling on her. She wore a black circle-neck t-shirt with blue jeans that drew out her shape and said death [...]
Devil’s own
WHILE YOU WERE SLEEPING } Rome, oh, Rome, the eternal storehouse of metaphysical treasures! Here’s the news about devil, straight from Rome.
“Some of the mystery surrounding the devil and exorcism is being unveiled in a television and Internet report series, detailing the work of the exorcist of the Diocese of Rome. Society of St. [...]
What it means to grow old
YESTERDAY } I was climbing the stairs to my room.He was having his supper, rice and curry, at the dining table, holding out his left hand with the remote, changing the channels on TV.
“Is it a Friday, tomorrow?”
“Yes,” he said.
I looked at him and knew he hadn’t been thinking.
“Or is it Friday today and tommorrow [...]
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