Quote Unquote

Once, after a walk, Sundara Ramasamy and I entered the hall in his house. He saw a young actor’s face on television. “Who is this boy?” he asked. It was Vijay who was acting in that unbearable movie called ‘Coimbatore Mappillai’. “This boy could come up as a kind of big star,” he said. I…

Painful Irony

I don’t know if kids these days living in a world saturated with media content notice irony much better than we did, but my nephew is sure developing a superb eye for it even if I say so myself. Yesterday he was telling me about the road widening project in our home town. The town…

On Science Communication

The other day the video clip of TN farmers prostrating reverentially to Kaveri water as it enters their village showed up on my Twtter timeline. It was an incredibly moving clip, especially to a farmer’s son like yours truly. I watched the clip four or five times and thought ‘She is really a Goddess!’ meaning…

Native Religious Practises: Keda Vettu

(A word of caution: this blog post, adopted from an old blog post of mine, is about animal sacrifice as practiced by the agrarian communities in the villages of Tamil Nadu, India. If it is not your thing, give it a miss.) What do you think they do in villages if their cattle fell sick…

Madras Moment

Chennai is a city, Madras is an emotion. Or so goes the popular refrain. But what does it mean? How does a significant geographical area of 8 million diverse people goes from a city to an emotion? It is not for me—an outsider—to define what Madras is (if at all that is possible), but by…