My latest book is The One Who Swam With The Fishes.
"A mesmerizing account of the well-known story of Matsyagandha ... and her transformation from fisherman’s daughter to Satyavati, Santanu’s royal consort and the Mother/Progenitor of the Kuru clan." - Hindustan Times
"Themes of fate, morality and power overlay a subtle and essential feminism to make this lyrical book a must-read. If this is Madhavan’s first book in the Girls from the Mahabharata series, there is much to look forward to in the months to come." - Open Magazine
"A gleeful dollop of Blytonian magic ... Reddy Madhavan is also able to tackle some fairly sensitive subjects such as identity, the love of and karmic ties with parents, adoption, the first sexual encounter, loneliness, and my favourite, feminist rage." - Scroll
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6 May 2005
Aruba, Jamaica, Ooh I'm Gonna Take Ya, To Bahama, C'mon Pretty Mama
Where was I, gentle reader? I was at the launch of a new tequila brand ("So smooth, you don't need salt madam"). It looks like my beats now include books, embassies and alcohol! And I'm not complaining either. Nothing says contentment more than man with a tray full of tequila shots pausing discreetely at your table and proferring it to you. It would be rude to say no, even. So I didn't.
I love my job, some days.
Met Rana Dasgupta and his girlfriend at the launch too. No doubt I babbled at him. I've been doing that quite frequently lately. At the Namita Gokhale launch I went to yesterday, I met her daughter and asked her vigourously, whether Jay Panda was divorced. "No, him and Jagi are very much together," she said, raising an eyebrow, because this is really not the kind of conversation you expect to be having in the polite environs of the ladies room. (Yes, we socialise in there. Yes, that's what takes us so long). So I went on at length, noticing that my foot was being inserted further and further into my mouth till finally she said, "This has been an interesting conversation. here's my card."
I spent the rest of the book launch skulking behind pillars. Once I caught her eye and she winked at me, but besides that there were no further incidents.
I've been quite the social butterfly this week. Met up with some ex-colleagues on Tuesday, two of whom are moving to Mumbai and the other, Urvashi, I met today too, with Jabberwock at the Defence Colony Subway. Both of us tried to convince her to blog, but even though I came up with my FAVOURITE BLOG URL OF ALL TIME (no secrets from you dot blogspot dot com) (which actually turned out to be a real-life blog with this woman bitching about her husband and men who were like "wet noodles" during sex. Sorry, Urvashi, now you can't have it) she didn't seem very interested.
And that combined with drinks with some people and dinner with others, makes this quite a busy week. Blogging has been much discussed, by the way, and I realise really, there's no point keeping my identity a secret any more. At least in Delhi. where everyone knows who I am. I still nourish hopes of anonymity amongst my foreign visitors though.
Oh and ooh, bought this brilliant book the other day at Full Circle. Go read.