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Nov.25.2008
 I have been trying to hit the nail on the head -to arrive at a precise assessment of what life is like.This doesn’t seem to work somehow. Has Rilke done it -the mischievous grin I see in his literary face,so to speak,seems to suggest it. It looks like he has upstaged it somehow. He cannot have...
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Nov.24.2008
Communists die unsung ,they say. Not entirely. Communists have comrades who sing for them when they die.Slow mournful dirges with a sprinkling of inspirational slogans.They carry red flags in white kurta pyjamas.They don’t cry but only sing rousing songs.A week ago when our communist relative died...
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Nov.24.2008
I loved to talk to rolly-polly Rajeswari whenever I used to come to Ichapuram during the college vacation.   I sat looking into her eyes on dusty evenings as she cut her tomatoes for the evening’s dinner . She did not love her husband who was such a fine husband, albeit advanced in years, and a...
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