Muah muah
A kiss can be a comma, a question mark or an exclamation point.
-Mistinguett, singer (1875-1956)
I'm a Mysterious Kiss, according to some inane quiz that I keep taking and D keeps laughing at me for doing so.
In a place far away from anyone or anywhere, I drifted off for a moment.
A kiss can be a comma, a question mark or an exclamation point.
Isn't this a point to ponder?
Forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair.
I love reading anything that makes me laugh. So this is something that I have discovered on the net. And yeah, I will take credit for discovering it: it's a collaborative fiction called There is something about Mamoni. I thought that it was an Indian version of There is something about Mary. It is that and much more. I found that it was in the time-honoured and fecund imaginative tradition of Anurag Mathur (The Inscrutable Americans) and Upamanyu Chatterjee (English, August). I was in splits after reading it. Which meant that I had to share it with the others. And they were in splits too!!! So this comes highly recommended by a very selective book reader with an eclectic taste in reading. That would be me :) . One word of caution though: since the background for this piece is in Calcutta (can't bring myself to write the "k" word.... reminds me of Ekta Kapoorish soaps!!), some or most of the dialogue is in Bangla. So unless you are familiar with it somewhat, the full potential for laughter is lost. But otherwise too, if you can skip the Bangla bits, the enjoyment is not completely lost.
Rana Dasgupta's "Tokyo Cancelled" is off my reading list as of now. No matter how good he looked on NDTV Profit's Just Books programme!! Just kidding. The real reason was that Arielle thought that Dasgupta's uber urban Boccaccio-Chaucer inspired collection of traveller's tales is not worth it. And I trust her instinct on books as well as people. The most controversial thing that I found about this nouveau writer was that he was supposed to have claimed famously "he was not an Indian." Well, okay, RD. You look like a freshly returned NRI with the sole purpose of making your name in India. Apparently, he has lived in NYC, London, and some other places all over the world. But then he gave it all up to make his living as a Indian writer in English in dusty Delhi. How brave!! And his Angrezi-mem-mom-Bengali-father origin explains why he said that he didn't consider himself an Indian. But then, if he wasn't an Indian, why is he here?
My latest books wish list has only 3 entries. For a compulsive bibliophile, this is a shocker. Only 3 books? Shouldn't I have more? I did and do. But I'm forever making lists and losing them.
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