Posted in men, tagged sujatha, rangarajan, tamil writer on February 28, 2008 | 26 Comments »
(Sujatha)
“Do you know Tamil? Have you ever read any of my works?” Sujatha asked, half an hour into our conversation.
He had just retired from work in Bangalore and arrived to settle down in Madras. This was at his in-law’s home near Robertson Pettai, Mylapore. I awaited him in the little parlour overlooking a balcony that let the mid-morning sun in. [...]
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My God is Hindu. I cannot help the faith and tradition ingrained in me since childhood and find it tiresome to convert allegiance. At desperate times, which is more than often, any God would do, as long as He responds when I implore Him and is efficacious in resolving my issues.
Predominantly my God is male. After the [...]
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It’s Spring and the buds are awakening. Green pods are dotting barren boughs. The Owl lands with a mighty swoop and grandly shudders the chill away from his wings.
The Owl’s Tamil is bad. With an effort he says, “Aathu manale enalaam, Akbar pondatiye enna mudiyadu’.
“That’s Arjunan”, I correct him.
“Same with Akbar”, he says.
“Did you watch Jodhaa Akbar?” I ask incredulously. The [...]
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The gynaecologist had spoken. And there lay shattered Gouri’s dreams of the pitter-patter of little feet adorned with silver anklets, jhimiki, odiyanam, pattu pavadai, orange and yellow rubber bands, pink jeans and purple hair clips. “Payyan ma“, gynaec said gleefully.
Gouri went into a funk. “So what do I do?” she worried. I could commiserate with her predicament.
Amma snorted: “We never [...]
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