My laptop is back in shape after that crash. But a couple of things. One is that my bloglines account has vanished – I mean, the account is there, but now it shows feeds of only three blogs – I had a few hundreds earlier. This is weird but I have no idea why this… Continue reading Go on, give gyan…
Looking for a cybercafe
My husband spent an hour yesterday in Bandra looking for a cybercafe to send an urgent mail – time was when he would have found ten on the same street. He did find ten – gaming parlours – where there were cybercafes earlier. In one, he says, there were unoccupied computers but the manager refused… Continue reading Looking for a cybercafe
She sells sea shells…
Still in Chennai, enjoying ma ke haath ka khaana and this long break away from anything resembling work. As always while in Chennai, have not stepped out of home much… In the meanwhile, here is a story from an earlier visit to Mahabalipuram – published in the travel section of today’s HT Cafe… The article… Continue reading She sells sea shells…
A quick update
Here I am in Vishakapatnam, where thankfully the sounds of Diwali have not started so far… My laptop crashed the day I left Bombay, and took with it ten years of work and photography and music. No back ups – yes, I know… no back ups. An uneasy truce has been established now, most of… Continue reading A quick update
Now virtual education…
The last time I wrote on this, I had over a hundred comments, most of them from “post-graduates with teaching skills” (but not terribly good spelling skills, I may add), all of them asking me for details on that – but here goes anyway, from new York Times – Hello, India? I Need Help With… Continue reading Now virtual education…
Dropping out of school
I found 1 in 10 schools are ‘dropout factories’ on my yahoo homepage. Not surprisingly – The highest concentration of dropout factories is in large cities or high-poverty rural areas in the South and Southwest. Most have high proportions of minority students. These schools are tougher to turn around, because their students face challenges well… Continue reading Dropping out of school
The story of a king
This is the story of a king… who lived – actually who knows whether he really lived or not – let us assume that he did, for the sake of this story – a really long long time ago. Around the time the Pandavas and Kauravas did, and Krishna who is now God was then… Continue reading The story of a king
My heart is in Hampi
More on Hampi – yes, I know this is overkill but Hampi is the kind of place that never leaves you even long after you have left it. This piece was published today in BRUNCH – the Sunday supplement of Hindustan Times as ‘Written in Stone’ – the link is valid only for a week,… Continue reading My heart is in Hampi
What fire couldn’t destroy
Shoefi writes on the trauma of moving homes and asks – what would you save in a fire? Physical possessions, maybe… but what about all those special little things that have no meaning outside your memory and heart… somewhat like how you can return the samaan – the luggage – but what about the geeli… Continue reading What fire couldn’t destroy
Kala Ghoda again
The black horse rides again -this time only for three days – today till Sunday for the Diwali Kala Ghoda festival. Since I go to Max Mueller Bhavan everyday for my German classes, I have been noticing a lot of activity around the area – the artists and sketchers have been up and about, setting… Continue reading Kala Ghoda again