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digital drama: January 2010
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Wednesday, January 27, 2010. Poem about me without using the pronoun "i". One hour left for my interview. In an empty house that is not my own. Up since 8 AM to wait for 4.30 PM. Feeling like one of those movie characters. Played by actors like bill murray. Clink of a single spoon against a single plate. One bottle of water, one waiting book. One cigarette for the nerves. One pair of shoes by the door. A wait, a sweater. Yet this poor toothless old woman in a thin cotton sari and short-sleeved white blou...
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digital drama: February 2010
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Tuesday, February 23, 2010. The prettiest wall in leh. Behind which the young donkeys grazed. While their minders sat in gossipy circles. Knees a-folded, skirts hitched to the calves. In crass womanly poses. Flashes of turquoise and silver. Skin curling under the barking mad ladakhi sun. That doesn't forgive anyone. Why did you have to travel so far,. It seems to say,. To find this place. Monday, February 22, 2010. I'm not sure why one day i decided to paint this column in my room orange. Press whose tal...
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digital drama: July 2010
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Tuesday, July 6, 2010. So it's pretty well known i deeply love and revel in the twitter format. one of the things i love most about it is how a tweet is a perfect little jewel, small and perfect by itself. but sometimes, once in a while, there is a story behind the story that's worth telling. so sometimes, with some tweets, i'll do that here. with no capital letters of course. And i took a late night drive around bandra, listening to the fantastic new verve album. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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digital drama: August 2009
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Sunday, August 30, 2009. I want to buy ev. ry. thing. sold at this site. Speaking of donkettes, i fell in love with this one in leh. we had a nice heart to heart. then he went back to the herd and i couldn't recognize him later. story of my life. Wednesday, August 26, 2009. When i flunk fiction at university, ill show them this poem. A Poet Recalls Fiction - Norm Sacuta. I have trouble with friends who want to know what happened. And no, I'm not missing the forest for the trees -. At the edge of the moors.
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digital drama: ordinary love stories
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Wednesday, September 15, 2010. In a day or so, i will leave bombay for a longlongtime. i wrote ordinary love stories. In tribute to andre jordan. One for every friend who came to bid me fare-thee-well. and they wrote some back for me. I have fallen head over heels in love with a curly-haired designer named Nash. He smells of Adobe suites and cat hair. I have fallen head over heels in love with a tattooed photographer named Diti. She smells of Nikon lenses and crochet thread. I take picture after picture ...
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digital drama: September 2010
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Wednesday, September 15, 2010. In a day or so, i will leave bombay for a longlongtime. i wrote ordinary love stories. In tribute to andre jordan. One for every friend who came to bid me fare-thee-well. and they wrote some back for me. I have fallen head over heels in love with a curly-haired designer named Nash. He smells of Adobe suites and cat hair. I have fallen head over heels in love with a tattooed photographer named Diti. She smells of Nikon lenses and crochet thread. I take picture after picture ...
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digital drama: my blue box
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Thursday, April 8, 2010. My cupboard was turning into a cubist nightmare. i needed more space! One day, walking down the road, i saw this stack of boxes just as a ray of sun slanted down upon them. Inside the shop were many little gems. So i paid 1400 rupees to buy mr. tarzan star. With a secret unicorn inside for extra luck. Some turquoise paint, which for some strange reason looks blue in all these pictures. turquoise can be a shy color. I got paint on the railway budget. And then i was done!
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The Anatomy Of Melancholy: A Momentary Lapse Of Reason - 10 - Sorrow
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Nov 3, 2010. A Momentary Lapse Of Reason - 10 - Sorrow. The Association of Objects and Memories and the Feelings. Related to them, tend to overwhelm me at times. Just a year ago things were more real and tangible now everything seems to be in a miasma of its own. Layered in the misty web of my memories, in which I roam freely till a stubborn string pulls me back into the past which seems real enough to touch but really is intangible. Funny how the mind works and triggers emotions. View my complete profile.
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