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About subincontinentia

writer and eternal optimist

Queen of West Green Rd

Posted on November 8, 2013 by subincontinentia

I feel I should preface this post by confiding that I’ve always had a tendency to attract ‘marginal’ types. By ‘tendency’ I mean that they hone in on me like a terrier I used to know on a discarded piece … Continue reading →

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A better way forward….

Posted on November 7, 2013 by subincontinentia

Conversation overheard between two teenage girls at Primark, in the aisle between the red lace bras and furry animal slippers… GIRL 1 – God, I feel like shit today. GIRL 2. – Yeah, me too, awful ‘innit? GIRL 1. – … Continue reading →

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Print and shoot

Posted on November 5, 2013 by subincontinentia

The Science Museum in London’s South Kensington has changed a lot since 1986. Cool interactive exhibits show you how you’ll look 10, 20, 30 years from now. (I declined). You can see what you would look like or sound like … Continue reading →

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Smelling the pickles

Posted on November 4, 2013 by subincontinentia

The drunken Turk mirrored my movements as I leaned first to the left and then the right, trying to avoid him as he approached. But he had me in some kind of arak-soaked-force-field. Before I knew it his substantially muscled … Continue reading →

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Madrasa of the mind

Posted on October 28, 2013 by subincontinentia

I performed a rapid assessment analysis of my fellow bus passengers as Doha international terminal receded through the rear window. Just in case we miraculously survived a plane crash and got stranded on a desert island, I would naturally need … Continue reading →

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Cloudburst – drenched in euphemism

Posted on August 23, 2013 by subincontinentia

The retired Major lifted his scotch to his moustache with a sober pause. It was July 2013, just a few weeks after the terrible floods in Uttarakhand; the worse national disaster India had endured since the 2004 Tsunami, and the subject … Continue reading →

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Audio Journey of a Neo Pilgrim

Posted on August 20, 2013 by subincontinentia

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Wrestling Oysters

Posted on June 12, 2013 by subincontinentia

It began with a hearing glitch. “Are you resting on those stairs?” Siddhartha had come over for lunch that day. Had been winded by the time he’d reached my door. He was referring to the four flights of concrete steps … Continue reading →

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The difference an age makes

Posted on May 26, 2013 by subincontinentia

You’re in your early 20’s sitting with friends, having lunch in a gastro pub somewhere along the Thames River. Swans are idling by. The chardonnay is flowing. You’re in the middle of a funny story. You have everyone’s attention. A … Continue reading →

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The joys of the communication gap

Posted on May 19, 2013 by subincontinentia

The auto rickshaw driver pulled up outside my guesthouse in Hauz Khaus. I had to be in Majnu Katilla in just over an hour to catch the bus up to Dharamsala. I was cutting it fine, getting through Delhi rush hour … Continue reading →

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