I know my writing archives here are in an udder mess. I’m trying to work on it.
Since there’s been an influx of new readers over from Desicritics, I’ve decided to put together a loosely compiled list of Popagandhi posts about India, love and loss, often at the same time. Pick any at random, there’s no method or logic to the way they’re presented.
Comparing four years of India at different points in my life in Diplomats and Physically Challenged Only
An emotional response to to the Mumbai terrorist attacks, in Mumbai Nightfall/My City Burning
Monsoon nights and Indian summers in Bombay, and missing it in Singapore: The Marine Lines
Funny advertising as it can exist Only In India
My rare message of love and nostalgia for Singapore centres around the Indian-ness of My City
How I stumbled into what I do, in the Tollygunge neighbourhood of Calcutta, Then and Now
Feelings of lesbian Asian identity and memories of Sonagachi, evoked in Excavation
Lovers bid each other farewell onboard the Guwahati Express as one starts a new life in Calcutta and the other remains in Bangalore, and I peek into their lives for fifteen minutes, in Portraits Unphotographable: Neha Sahoo
I almost got left behind on a highway in the Indian desert, and lived ran fast enough to tell the tale in 7 Stories to Tell
No matter what I keep coming back to Sudder Street again and again, and keep missing my golden Bengal, Amar Shonar Bangla, where there’s monsoon masala aplenty in Calcutta and You Could Forgive the Monsoon
And the Calcutta I can’t stop talking about is also a Rough City.
Somedays, I am left Dreaming of India
Other times wondering What Am I Doing Here
possibly related
Then and Now: Strolling Around Bengal /
Dhaka Days /
Calcutta Calling /
India, From the Outside /
Sane on Sudder St /
India Redux
I know my writing archives here are in an udder mess. I’m trying to work on it.
Since there’s been an influx of new readers over from Desicritics, I’ve decided to put together a loosely compiled list of Popagandhi posts about India, love and loss, often at the same time. Pick any at random, there’s no method or logic to the way they’re presented.
Comparing four years of India at different points in my life in Diplomats and Physically Challenged Only
An emotional response to to the Mumbai terrorist attacks, in Mumbai Nightfall/My City Burning
Monsoon nights and Indian summers in Bombay, and missing it in Singapore: The Marine Lines
Funny advertising as it can exist Only In India
My rare message of love and nostalgia for Singapore centres around the Indian-ness of My City
How I stumbled into what I do, in the Tollygunge neighbourhood of Calcutta, Then and Now
Feelings of lesbian Asian identity and memories of Sonagachi, evoked in Excavation
Lovers bid each other farewell onboard the Guwahati Express as one starts a new life in Calcutta and the other remains in Bangalore, and I peek into their lives for fifteen minutes, in Portraits Unphotographable: Neha Sahoo
I almost got left behind on a highway in the Indian desert, and
livedran fast enough to tell the tale in 7 Stories to TellNo matter what I keep coming back to Sudder Street again and again, and keep missing my golden Bengal, Amar Shonar Bangla, where there’s monsoon masala aplenty in Calcutta and You Could Forgive the Monsoon
And the Calcutta I can’t stop talking about is also a Rough City.
Somedays, I am left Dreaming of India
Other times wondering What Am I Doing Here
possibly related
Then and Now: Strolling Around Bengal / Dhaka Days / Calcutta Calling / India, From the Outside / Sane on Sudder St /