Posts Tagged ‘love’

Tough cookie of a year. Of many endings and completions. Of the losses, one merits grief because the love was such. The rest, bah.

Heartbreak: Losing Rosa. My spiritual path has taught me that love doesn’t die. But how do you serve love which has no form anymore? I can’t serve her food, I can’t rub her nose, I can’t spread the fleece blanket out because she loved kneading it. So, how then do i keep the love alive?

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protest poster by shilo shiv suleman

India: It has been the season of protests as the threat of fascism got realer and realer. Dissent is still on, still strong despite the internet shutdowns, police brutality, and the narrative being controlled. Plenty of courage and love to go around for takers, any.

Men-on-pause: Mon dieu! Stalkers! Creeps in the garb of friends! Unwanted advances! Unimaginative brain picking and plagiarizing! Mon dieu again!!

Question 1: What’s the better/worse deal: a wolf or a wolf in sheep’s clothing?

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new yorker cartoons

Question 2: If you steal my coat, add a ruffle here and a rip there, and walk in to meet me in the stolen coat, twirl around and say, what do you think of my new coat, does it mean you haven’t stolen my coat?

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new yorker cartoons

Laughter: Nothing quite like a witchy cackle to ease things up and the New Yorker Cartoons as always gave me plenty of that!

Fun Things: Zine-making | Trekking | Cooking (!)

Kitten Rescues: One – a fierce, blue-eyed ginger, the size of my palm

Writing: I got a lot of writing and reading done. A few short stories and articles were published. I also completed the manuscript of short stories that I had begun in 2018. I had completed a children’s picture storybook about compassion toward animals, inspired by own time with animals and at cat shelters, which I am reworking.

Read: Apart from my regular reading, I also beta read manuscripts and dipped into several collections of short stories and essays by Lydia Davis, Monique Schwitter, Carmen Maria Machado, etc. It has been a failing game of catch-up as I continued to buy more books than I could read. Over a 100 new books now call my bookshelves and Kindle their home.

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My love for Japanese literature continued. I began the year with the strangely captivating Sayaka Murata’s Convenience Store Woman – what’s normal, what’s not. Old lovers reunite in Yasunari Kawabata’s Beauty & Sadness which is tender and dark. Revenge by Yoko Ogawa is a series of short stories that are interlinked. I also indulged in psychological thrillers and crime novels with Jo Nesbo’s The Snowman, Kiego Higashino’s A Midsummer’s Equation and Newcomer, Ian Rankin’s Rather Be the Devil, Shinie Anthony’s The Girl Who Couldn’t Love, Oyinkan Braithwaite’s My Sister, the Serial Killer, and Samuel Bjork’s I’m Travelling Alone. Paul Aster’s The New York Trilogy is a set of detective novels with variations, which reminds me that I must get the Red Notebook. A favorite was Natsuo Kirino’s Out in which the violence of death brings alive what’s dead.

There were a couple of non-fiction books. The Hungryalists by Maitreyee Bhattacharjee Chowdhury was about the Hungryalist literary movement in India. In The Possessed, Elif Batuman walks the path of Russian authors. In the graphic novel, Dare to Disappoint, Growing Up in Turkey, Ozge Samanci recounts her life as a young girl and woman in Turkey. I went for a talk by naturalist and conservationist Paul Rosolie which was brilliant and it led me to pick up his first book, Mother of God, which is largely about his time in the Amazon. I also read two essay collections about what we avoid and mustn’t: What My Mother and I Don’t Talk About edited by Michel Filgate and Burn It Down: Women Writing about Anger edited by Lilly Dancyger.

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image: book depository

Out of the norm, I read two plays Oscar Wilde’s The Importance of Being Ernest, which had me laughing till I cried, and The Cherry Orchard by Anton Chekhov. I also read a dystopian novel, a genre I generally avoid, but this one was brilliant and joined the dots of technology and social media and how they are killing us: Dave Eggers’s The Circle. Purity by Jonathan Franzen was not dystopian but speaks of crossed lines, divided Germany, charismatic whistleblowers, Assange-style. I read my first book by Mahashweta Devi, The Armenian Champa Tree. Surprisingly, I didn’t read much poetry this year. I had to pick up a copy of Tenzin Tsundue’s Kora Stories & Poems after I heard his reading. I also read Ecstatic Poems by Mira Bai, which is Bhakti (devotional) poetry.

There was good old Margaret Atwood with Lady Oracle, a woman who wants a fresh start. Mumbai’s drug dens come alive in Jeet Thayil’s Narcopolis. Cassandra grows up in I Capture the Castle. Steven Rowley’s The Editor has Jackie O playing editor. Andrew Martin’s Early Work follows the early days of a writer and the desires that play out. In Kayla Rae Whitaker’s The Animators, two friends start a business until drugs and conflict enter the mix. Milan Kundera’s Laughable Loves is a short story collection and smart and hilarious in equal measure. Another short story was Sylvia Plath’s Mary Ventura and the Ninth Kingdom, which was interesting to read as a precursor to her more well-known work. A novella told as a set of stories, Janice Pariat’s The Nine-Chambered Heart is sparse and poetic. Philip Roth’s Portnoy’s Complaint is a litany of complaints. Leila Slimani’s Lullaby explores what drives a nanny to murder. There was more horror and abuse in Gail Honeyman’s Eleanor Oliphant Is Completely Fine. I loved Mohammed Hanif’s first book and that led to Red Birds about what war does to people.

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Finally, my favorites. Ottessa Mosfegh’s My Year of Rest and Relaxation has made me bookmark her next novel which will be released in April this year. There was Muriel Spark’s The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie. I am no Jean but this could just be the prime of my life. I was on a diet of Mary Gaitskill. Bad Behavior is a collection of short stories about navigating through desires and friendships. The novella This Is Pleasure published by The New Yorker is about the #metoo movement and tries to understand dynamics and patriarchal notions as the protagonist is left confused and angry when her friend is accused of misusing his relatively powerful position in publishing to misbehave with young women. Mona Awad’s Bunny is one of the most original, dark, funny, and genius novels that I read this year. It is based on a group of writers in a writing workshop and a misfit who undervalues her own abilities but that is oversimplifying it.

Watched: It was the year of second seasons of some my favorite shows, so binged and then binged some more. There were a few movies too.

  • Parfum: Yes, inspired by Süskind’s novel.
  • The Young Pope: Jude Law puts the pope back in the pope.
  • The Little Drummer Girl: When you can’t tell the difference between what’s real and what’s not, espionage.
  • Sex Education: Refreshing.
  • Lizzie: Borden!
  • The Tale: #MeToo. Jennifer Fox’s real-life story reenacted by the fabulous Laura Dern.
  • What Keeps You Alive: A couple’s vacation turns into a nightmare.
  • City of Tiny Lights: Riz Ahmed. I love this man.
  • Dirty John: Based on a real-life story about a man who chases wealthy women.
  • Tully: Mommyhood ain’t always pretty.

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  • Searching: You see the entire movie unfolding on screens.
  • A Simple Favor: Turns out to be not so simple.
  • BlackKlansMan: What happens when a black man becomes pals with KKK?
  • Fleabag Season 2: A hot priest, a fox, and trademark fleabag.
  • American Psycho: Very psycho.
  • Quicksand: About a school shooting and how it unravels.
  • Colette: How the author reclaimed her work and her self.
  • We Need to Take about Kevin: Another one on school shooting from a mum’s perspective.
  • Delhi Crime: How the Nirbhaya case was solved.
  • The Frozen Ground: Another killer on the loose.
  • Booksmart: Fun.

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    image: town and country mag

  • Fair Game: When power overpowers.
  • Made in Heaven: Big old Indian marriages among Delhi’s elite, pff.
  • Crazy Rich Asians: Made the good old Bollywood movie-style.
  • Big Little Lies Season 2: The performances!
  • Killing Eve Season 2: These two.
  • Titli: On escaping abuse and starting new.
  • Unbelievable: Based on a true story, how empathy is crucial when dealing with sexually abused people.
  • Mystic River: A child goes missing. Whodunit.
  • The Spy: Another true story about the Israeli spy, Eli Cohen.
  • The Politician: Brilliance! There’s Lange and Paltrow and Midler.
  • Ingrid Goes West: The troubles of social media.
  • The Awakening of Motti Wolkenbruch: A young Jewish man stands up to his mum.
  • End of the F*** World Season 2: It was nice to meet James and Alyssa again.
  • My Happy Family: A woman leaves a marriage because she wants her solitude.
  • Don’t F*** with Cats: Hunting a Serial Killer: How animal activists help in finding a killer.
  • Wanted: Australia’s Thelma and Louise continue to evade the cops and kick sex trafficking in its butt.

New year, new vibes:

© Anuradha Prasad 2020

rosa

Posted: October 19, 2019 in mixed bag, Uncategorized
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rosa © Anuradha Prasad 2019

Free spirit. Braveheart. Mama’s girl. God’s child. Killer of mice and squirrels. Lover of chicken liver. Stretcher of limbs. Sun dozer. Calico saint. Mewer of plenty, for plenty. Slayer of door mats. Endless love. Endlessly loved. Into the big sleep and awakening and somewhere across the rainbow bridge : : Rosa Maria, from god-knows-when to 17 Oct 2019 on earth, now beyond

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sending loads of love and light to rosa

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alliance francaise de pondicherry © Anuradha Prasad 2018

She knows little of him but
the ancient blue of his being.

A pulsing sea around him
she didn’t turn to look to know.

It was not love she fell into
Perhaps, the intrigue of it.

He now has a girlfriend.
(Does she know too?)
Where he lives, the ocean
waves are embroidered in
the living blue of light.

Of that love – no, intrigue –
she is left only with the azure
blue prose of her mind.

© Anuradha Prasad 2018

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bird song, london underground via the feather collective

the sweep of my hand lights
the slow fire of a blush

spreading over searing scars,
awakening pain folded in

three neat squares. i don’t
linger but it’s too late, and as

my hand trails unseen paths,
whole and unbroken, you

in your meticulous way
fold the old horrors, and

when i return, i find
three neat squares.

© Anuradha Prasad, 2016

birds

image: julie kruger

An unbound,
wandering,
shapeshifting
gypsy soul,
crowned by
the pale gleam
of indecipherable
twilight, stood
poised for flight
when love stole upon it;
their kiss lingered
and lengthened
into velvet nights
and forever dawns.

© Anuradha Prasad, 2016

drifting thought clouds

Posted: September 12, 2015 in writings
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Image: Via Pinterest

Image: Via Pinterest

there are mountains to climb,
and stars to wear upon my hair.
seas and oceans, rivers and lakes –
mighty drifters, moon ravers.

rock roaring demoness
deceptive queen of my mind
tight coil of thoughts,
serpentine braids.

stormy Sunday afternoons
strangers and the strangeness
of love, books, coffee, music, cat,
conversations, poetry, art,
cherry reds and back again.

© Anuradha Prasad, 2015

Image: Kishin Shinoyama

Image: Kishin Shinoyama

light

Posted: May 27, 2013 in Uncategorized
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“The glance of love is crystal clear and we are blessed by its light.”
– Rumi

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