Wednesday, July 19, 2006

my blog is blocked

If you are in India you cant read this blog. Nor googleblog. I skimmed the newspaper this morning and am startled to find such lack of coverage. Cant they squeeze in a bit about free speech and blanket censorship between coverage of potholes and botox treatment?

A totally unrelated observation - I saw two crows flying. The one flying higher dropped a twig [I think] and the one below caught it deftly with its beak. Talk about poetry in motion. Do animals play? I mean non competitive, non sexual, just for the fun of it play. I dont remember Jaren Diamond commenting on it.

Monday, July 10, 2006


Wasted. Not in the druggie alcoholic sense but more in the, did nothing worthwhile sense. After spending Saturday morning staring at the ceiling, went shopping in the evening. Stood in a long queue in front of the fitting room. And was thoroughly irritated by the women with loads of clothes who felt compelled to parade each and everyone of it to their boyfriends or husbands. I wanted to shout ‘make up you mind already’.

Read Melvyn Bragg’s 'A time to dance'. Though it was well written, I didn’t feel very sympathetic or moved about the protagonists. I felt strangely blase about it, though I haven’t read Lolita.