Category Archives: epoche

Close encounters with my mother

Posted on October 13, 2012 by subincontinentia

It was the scene where Richard Dreyfuss sees the aliens for the first time as they half-float out of the spaceship that’s landed behind Devil’s Tower National Monument in Wyoming. Everyone in the cinema was in a hushed awe-filled silence. … Continue reading →

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Of gods and men: the ultimate olympian

Posted on August 24, 2012 by subincontinentia

Being in the United Kingdom during the 2012 Olympics was, I hate to admit it, uplifting. The Union Jack was retrieved from the purview of the National Front (UK’s more politicized version of Aryan Nation), and waved gleefully in the … Continue reading →

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One for my father

Posted on August 15, 2012 by subincontinentia

For Kipling, ‘triumph and disaster’ Were one ‘impostor’ dressed as two Thomas saw life in the death of a daisy A ‘snow blind love’ in a ‘hellborn dew’ Plath knew ‘the knife not carve, but enter’ Lived ‘to the knucklebones’, … Continue reading →

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The believers

Posted on July 14, 2012 by subincontinentia

Pushed to the wall The believers dissolve it Earth stuck on a cog The believers revolve it A dim-hearted simian The believers evolve it The sin of a lifetime The believers absolve it

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Footsteps of spiders

Posted on July 6, 2012 by subincontinentia

Before you even said a word, This news had a sound, An audible discomfort The footsteps of spiders. Tired, so tired of all this losing, If I’m still not ready to let it go, I’ll settle for watching it leave … Continue reading →

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The man in the catamaran

Posted on July 6, 2012 by subincontinentia

I took this photo in Kerala. Every time I look at it I feel something different about it. Yesterday, when I felt lonely, it was an image of loneliness. At other times, it’s an image of a fisherman quite happily … Continue reading →

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The Ganga Chronicles

Posted on June 23, 2012 by subincontinentia

“You canno forsch life inku enggi shay you wan jus fom guh powah of your fillings.” German Baba struggled to form the words around his toothbrush that had been busily working its way around his mouth for the past ten … Continue reading →

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River Turner

Posted on June 18, 2012 by subincontinentia

Where does understanding go, when it goes? Are you sure it ever existed? I can’t change the course of the Ganga But if I could I would drink it dry And spit it out in another direction…

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The Fatal Accident

Posted on June 18, 2012 by subincontinentia

Debu the Astrologer was on his third whiskey. He gestured with his glass in my general direction narrowly missing hitting the bottle with his right elbow. “Stop seeing that young man!” he shouted across the room at me. I was … Continue reading →

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The world according to Jude

Posted on May 25, 2012 by subincontinentia

“Tell me anything that’s ever happened to you. And I can improve upon the story.” From The World According to Garp by John Irving The waiters hovered in a corner, numerous but dutifully unconcerned by the culinary aspirations of their … Continue reading →

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