Column: The Good Life: for Mint Lounge
Hindustan Times: AI & Studio Ghibli
This post is about AI copying art from Studio Ghibli and also the season of outdoor concerts in Bangalore-- particularly the Ramaseva Mandali ones in Chamarajpet.
WisdomCircle: Character vs Achievement
No matter what the field, there are three things that all of us need for success: content/talent, attitude, and projection or marketing yourself.
Poem: Untouchable: in Humans of the World
This poem won 3rd Place in the Summer Poetry Winner: Humans of the World. August 23, 2023
Hindustan Times: Water and Food pop-ups
Bangalore has always been a city where citizens want to participate in the city’s improvement only to be rebuffed by the government.
Poem: Refugee: in The Mantelpiece
Refugee was published in The Mantelpiece Magazine, published in Iceland, in the May 2024 issue.
Hindustan Times: Ambition & Adaptation
Politician Tejaswi Surya married Carnatic singer Sivasri Skandaprasad earlier this month with great fanfare and predictably some controversy. All of which led me to wonder about ambition and adaptation. Ambition requires nimbleness and adaptation.
Poem: The blindfolded bear: in the WildSound Festival of Poetry
The blindfolded bear dandelions burst wiggled in the wind settled on the eyes of a black bear blindfolded by stardust he stood up surprised sniffed at the future goosebumps settled as he stumbled through riverine jungles gobbling honeycombed rumbles eating salmon crumbles his mouth full, the great bear spotted a fish leaned over and tumbled black thunder-clouds clapped HA HA! Vajra! the bear, insulted, looked up and snarled releasing a salty salmon hive of bejeweled bees that raced up to the waiting embrace of roiling clouds as they flew thunder bolted lightning slashed frightened, the bees froze [...]
Poem: Brahms Lullaby: in Verseville
Brahms Lullaby Nobody knows how animal paws came into my handbag Nobody knows how the Brahms lullaby escaped Novak’s tennis racquet Nobody knows how waves throw salt and sand at golden froth coloring the sky Nobody knows how my grandmother who parted the Red Sea sent her husband to jail Nobody knows how the pedophile prostituting marmalade in India garage became a jazz song Nobody knows how my Dad became the daughter of a math problem that mountains couldn’t solve Brahms Lulluby, was published in Verseville Magazine on January 20, 2024 [...]
Poem: The wounded drummer boy: in Verseville
The wounded drummer boy hiding behind the cosmic sky and his father’s fly tells his friend that he needs to go to Persepolis to get an injection or he will die Two men his father and uncle pose against their vintage car all curves and buff in beige suits shy smiles dangling cigarettes sunglasses against the autumn sky That was before they watched her their beloved speak to the priest about Godzilla’s hold That was before their son went to Commander Green and asked the tarot cards when his mother would get out of his brain so [...]
Poem: Lunuganga: in The Wild Umbrella
Lunuganga I lie in Lunuganga Tracing on My lover’s chest A moonlit path That ends at Slivered water’s edge Where A prehistoric saurian Tangled in Lotus stalks Seeks escape From this Unhinged wildness Where My ancestors monkey From sacred banyan And slide their toes On sun-dappled moss That shivers Smoke and mist Where Vapor of sex Exhumed from Jackfruit and citrus Curls into Braided cygnet Calls Lunuganga was published in The Wild Umbrella on October 28, 2024.