| MUSE'S MUSINGS
Elections in India are rigged, anyway!
To tame a society
Denizens of another planet
Corruption seemed like smog, darkening the land
A gift of happiness
You cannot pass the doorway of death carrying the luggage of falsehood.
Of Divinity and Death
Novelists, every one of them!
The age of mediocrity
Body awareness is by itself a weakness. Gender awareness is worse.
Life in the slow lane
Till death do us part
Lamp put out
A considerate man will not park himself on a widow's sofa late in the evening
The ultimate moisturiser is a reasonable amount of love
Prudes, please excuse!
I miss Bombay, its unease, its pre-monsoon skies, its high tides, the traffic sounds, its indiscriminate relationships
The freedom struggle gave the youth a chance to become heroes
The sanctimonious homilies and slogans make me want to puke
Let us invade the brothels and rescue the children!
All the religions now prevalent in the world have crossed their expiry date
The bitterness generated by patriarchal governance turns a woman into a foul-mouthed shrew
Politicians blotch up the landscape. Nobody knows how to clear the mess