Archive for February, 2007

said the girl in that long ago shampoo ad we watched on ptv when we were kids. the ad was supershort, so short in fact that you could either note the face or the hair. but for supershort ads the award goes to husn-e-bemisal vanishing cream. it was a five second thingy with a a shot […]

the blast on the samjhota express reminded me of the stories i’d heard from my parents, aunts and uncles about the horrors of making it across the border at partition. i knew i had these 55-ers saved somewhere on my flash drive. I they gently pried away the six year old survivor from his mother’s body […]

if there isn’t an old chinese proverb to that effect i’ll be very very surprised.  i remember old family pictures from long ago when i was a kid before the entire collection was practically destroyed in the rains of 1991 when our storeroom got flooded. rather than the informal lounging relaxed poses common in today’s […]

year zero  he smiles as the twin orbs of beauty focus on his face and light up in recognition. reaching down into the crib, he gently touches her cheek as if to confirm that something so lovely actually exists. his wife watches, contented – even though she realizes she is no longer the only woman […]

while i’m not the kind of guy you see dabbing his eyes with a kerchief at your standard tearjerker and i’m definitely not the kind of guy who believes valentine’s day means anything more than better than normal poondi at seaview, events and  the weather have conspired to put me in an inordinately mushy frame of mind this […]

the method employed i would gladly explain, while i have it so clear in my head, if i had but the time and you had but the brain- but much yet remains to be said. lewis carrol, the hunting of the snark i have a cousin who the rest of us normally refer to as “commando”. its got […]

I in his stupor, he doesn’t immediately realize that she’s looking directly at him. he blinks once, twice, but she’s still staring in open invitation. emboldened, he rises to cross the road and reach her.  even as the truck crushes his wasted body, she stares into his drugged eyes from her place on the mobilink […]