Things i am liking tonight

Aravind Adiga’s White Tiger. So far. Despite the tense straining of muscles I generally feel against things hyped and vulgarly in the news.

I’m trying to get over this perversity of not being able to watch, read, enjoy things when other people tell me they are so-very-enjoyable. Sometimes they really are.

Anyway, I’ve just started and I like the gritty texture, the grime that Adiga unabashedly describes. Mud, lizards, buffaloes, black oozing rivers. I have a fondness for the unpretty image done well.

Also, Eavan Boland‘s poem Love. Here’s an extract:

And yet I want to return to you
on the bridge of the Iowa river as you were,
with snow on the shoulders of your coat
and a car passing with its headlights on:

I see you as a hero in a text —
the image blazing and the edges gilded —
and I long to cry out the epic question
my dear companion:
Will we ever live so intensely again?

Read the full poem here.


my trusty camera. There is a dilemma attached to this one. I like photographing people more than things, or even places. But I feel uncomfortable doing it. Voyeuristic. Violative, like Sontag said. Especially since I usually like faces with something unusual about them — some sadness, quirk or peculiarity. And this is natural for someone who considers herself sad, quirky and peculiar, I suppose. But am I responding to the person or to some hidden quality in the person that I am trying to unearth? And how separate are the two things? And how much of it is about recognition of something familiar, emotional kindred?

So I’m one of those people who love taking pictures of people but will never ask. Unless I’m really drunk or really sure that they don’t mind. Which makes me a lousy, cowardly sort of photographer. I intend to get over this hangup soon but tonight, I was in no mood to make a big effort towards “springing from the platonic conception” of myself so I photographed Dobby, and lamps and things.


Filed under Personal, Photography, Poetry

9 responses to “Things i am liking tonight

  1. Same pinch about the “I’m one of those people who love taking pictures of people but will never ask.”

  2. You should ask. People rarely refuse. Especially on Bangalore streets. In fact you would have made a person smile. Try and see.

  3. Orange Jammies

    Whoa, that’s a lot of similarities for one post! I’m pretty anti pop culture too, “too mainstream” is how I grimace and say it, not at all meaning to sound condescending.
    Also, the “fondness for unpretty images done well.” Me too, me too!
    And about taking pictures of people, I’m iffy too, but have learned to be bolder now. That picture of the old gardener on my blog was taken after to much nervous deliberation, you’d think I was debating going to war versus shooting myself in the head.
    Lovely pics, Anu! 🙂 I’m still waiting for my Adiga-autographed copy and refuse to read his book until he does that.

  4. Oh well, I love clickin pictures of people without telling them! I love them most when they are doing all nasty things! *wink wink*


  5. I loved Adiga’s book!

    If you’re in the middle…trust me, it only gets better and better!!!

  6. Mamma Mia: as Gopal says, maybe we should…i suspect more people are more narcissistic / exhibitionistic than they let on. 🙂

    Gopal: Aye, aye. Will work on courage factor.

    Pavan: what is?

    OJ: thanks! Adiga-autographed? Is he doing a launch in Bombay or is it one of your secret connections again? (re Gieve) 🙂

    Impressionist: nasty things? really? like what? do tell. 🙂

    chandni: was reading a couple of other books simultaneously, but am going to give this my undivided attention now.

  7. Hardly secret, Anu-girl! 🙂 He’s a friend. And speaking of my uncle, I bumped into him last weekend. 😉

  8. nice but be a photogtapher take photos of people who behave badly towards people

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