The Bazaar. Who said offline retail Kirana is dead.

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The Bazaar. Who said offline retail Kirana is dead.



The Republic is articulated in the enthusiasm that this young boy has for the rashtra dhwaj or the national flag, while he is pestering his father to buy one. The republic is the register of the aspirations of its citizens. #RepublicDayIndia
Unlike other literary devices, poetry comes from an unknown place, a certain crack in the soul. It is bled, rather than written.
I feel at home
Everywhere, the warmth is present
More importantly
The cash in the bank
Is the warmest embrace
I can get
#spokenword
The anti NRC/CAA protests have turned in to some thing of pop culture, a mature college festival. Let all the anti Modi forces unite, is the rallying call. Shaheen Bagh being exalted, as Tahrir or Shahbag- we’re never Modi voters. Doesn’t matter to the anti Lutyens/India International Centre seminar circuit culture of the BJP. It worries more about Darbhanga than Dilshad Garden.
In chasing the future
We often miss the heartbeat
Where was I, I often wonder
A voice inside quipped
‘While your life was buffering’
Smell the decay
Of Dreams
Life is not
The bio we write
On our LinkedIn
#spokenword


BJP is AKP and UMNO, the Hindu version. If there can be political conservatism in other faith contexts, there is a legitimate space for a cultural nationalist Hindu political dispensation too. #BJP
Food is a national pastime for Singapore. Makan is culture, and as a former Singapore resident who studied and worked there- Singaporean/Malaysian cuisine is close to my heart, through the stomach. Where ever, I have lived in India or in the Gulf, i have always tried to search for food from the Nusantara. In Dubai- Streetary in Jumeirah Lake Towers area to the Asian Box at Lane 6 at Koregaon Park, Pune where the food is as authentic as it can get outside the region.
Nasi Lemak, Char Keow Tay to Dimsums made one feel in a good court in the Kopitiam in a cold Saturday evening here in Pune. The flavour palate and taste buds are a repository of memory. The engagement with Singapore is through food and CNA on YouTube as of now. Singapore educated me on a scholarship at NTU, gave work at NUS and made me the professional I am. My heart is still at the Block 708A Food Court in Clementi next to Sunset Way lah.
The Char Keow Tay as Bourdain mentioned is a meal originally meant for Chinese workers for breakfast as it is very heavy. The explosion of flavours which the flat noodle had brought out in my mouth transported me to a different reality sitting in an upmarket restaurant here in Pune. The dimsums were divine, the condiments were terrific. The Nasi Lemak was quite an ensemble, of flavours which was dense.
The meal for two was pocket friendly and left me emotional. Singapore is an emotion.



Where there are neon hoardings
A shadow lurks somewhere
What does the shadow say
Or is content with the obscure?
Is the neon shedding light to the street only
Or does it know the shadow too
The neon itself has a shadow inside no one knows
#spokenword
