• Reading tales: Divine Comedy

    Identity as a concept fascinates me. I didn’t like the thought that someone else could inform the way I lead my life. I liked the thought that I alone am responsible for my thoughts and actions. It has taken me a while to accept that my interactions with the world have and will continue to…

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  • Reading tales: The Once and Future King

    There was a time in my 20s – ha makes me sound like it was decades ago when it was only…er…one decade ago – when friends and I went crazy over Hindu mythologies. It happened because of Palace of Illusions and continued because of Devdutt Pattanaik’s Jaya and Sita. There was also the horrible first…

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  • Reading tales: Bed of Grass

    Reading tales: Bed of Grass

    Books are something mom and I have bonded over right from when I turned sixteen. She has always understood the madness that descends on someone when they’re reading because she has lived through it too. She had indulgent parents when it came to books and reading and so she was an indulgent parent right back.…

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  • Reading tales: The Lord of the Rings

    I did not choose The Lord of the Rings, The Lord of the Rings chose me. Back when the dinosaurs roamed the earth, we used to get these 5-in-1 and 7-in-1 movie discs that were pirated copies of English movies. I had an entire folder filled with such DVDs and it was my favourite pastime…

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  • Reading tales: The Birth of Venus

    Grocery shopping is my ultimate favourite thing to do. If I was looking to replace a library as my safe space, it would be a grocery store. So while I was in Singapore doing my Masters, since there wasn’t a library nearby, the local supermarket company Sheng Siong became my favourite place.

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  • Reading tales: Teen Idol

    Reading tales: Teen Idol

    Dehradun 2004. I was in school and had just discovered the marvels of reading. A friend and I used to reach school before anyone else and we spent those fifteen minutes in bliss, discussing Famous Five and Nancy Drew. We had made a pact that she and I would buy different titles so we could…

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  • Reading tales: Assassin’s Apprentice

    It was a balmy summer afternoon. The weather seemed in a good mood because there was a cool breeze blowing. Mom was chatting with a relative in the drawing room and I was in my bedroom, still innocent, unknowing how my life was going to change in the next few days.

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