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First Anniversary of Sec. 377 of Indian Penal Code

December 30th, 2014 ~ Posted in Bollywood, Musings, Traveling, Updates, Writing

Section 377, a “crime against the order of nature,” was introduced by the British in 1860 in India and 42 colonies worldwide primarily to persecute British homosexuals who had left Great Britain for the colonies for fear of punishment. It is the only law in the Indian Penal Code that identifies that a crime has been committed when there is no victim. Here “nature” has been defined as the victim to justify prosecution by the authorized.

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My Magical Palace makes Your Dream Land list of important books and authors

November 28th, 2014 ~ Posted in Bollywood, Updates, Writing

Checkout the list at Your Dream Land Blog

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My Magical Embassy

July 12th, 2013 ~ Posted in Writing

Interview by Prasad Krishamurthy of Conde Nast about writing My Magical Palace

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Body Memories

July 26th, 2012 ~ Posted in Writing

Your warm body remembers me. It holds me like a grooved spoon. Your knees rest in the crook of mine. Softly undulating your breath whispers gentle kisses on the nape of my neck.   Like tides our burning skin ebbs and flows into each other.   And so the night passes as we hold each […]

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Why do I write?

May 11th, 2012 ~ Posted in Writing

I wonder about that. Perhaps because I love to read so much and spent an entire childhood voraciously devouring books. Or perhaps because both my grandmothers were accomplished writers and had a passion for language and literature. My great-grandmother wrote her last poem at the age of 99 in Bengali. Or perhaps because I grew up encouraged to read anything I wanted, though I seldom saw my parents anything but The Deccan Chronicle newspaper.

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Why I find books irresistible

May 10th, 2012 ~ Posted in Writing

I started going to the library when I was six, insisting on taking home books about little boys like Sambo who was chased by the tigers and fairy tale girls like Thumbelina who slept in an impossibly small walnut shell. I still remember going with my mother to the library and triumphantly bearing the books home, filled with delicious anticipation at the promise of a world of magic, about to unfold. To me, books were not just bound and printed papers that built an entire universe of characters the moment I started reading the first page.

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