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"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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21 September 2005
in which we realise that poetry is really not a viable career option
i meet boys
one thirty, photographer
with a peter pan smile
he asks me if i'm taken
with boyfriend, am i married?
i shake my head
trying not to laugh
we're having drinks soon.
one's my age,
little older, maybe younger
i flirt through our common friends
and sometimes he flirts back
it's nothing though
it's going nowhere
he likes the high maintainence girls
and i couldn't be arsed.
the house is pretty
the bathtub's blue
the kitchen too
and the floors are new
seema's gone and we wish
she could have stayed longer, surely
england has nothing to offer that
we can't, right here, i mean
hello, what about mb's? and buzz?
and all those places where we drank and
were so cool and so unbearably witty and
friendships were made and characters
assasinated and you really
should have stayed.
And yeah, don't quit the day job.
Yay ! House has been found I suspect ! And hope the gal who left wasn't a to be roomie !!!ReplyDelete
And if you hadn't said that it was poetry, I would have though Blogger is acting up with its formatting again ;)
Gave you a link. I'm sure you'll know who this is after you take a look at the blog (your google searching can end now--I figure we can be mutually discrete).ReplyDelete
hi. fantastic blog, you have. and the poems are brilliant!ReplyDelete
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In her pine-wood bath
-tub shaped cell, six
feet deep, in gas-induced sleep
sighed, threw a fit
threw up (bony) hands in defeat.
All hail, all hail, the graceful eM
reine de la poésie du fém.
And in reponse to the comment on the last post, but of course cummings. Who else? Trivia: the title of David Niven's autobiography, "The Moon's a Balloon," is taken from this one.
Blog world seems full of poetry today. That was quite good eM !!ReplyDelete
tama: Hmph. Someday I will be great poet and you will be sorry. *strikes dramatic pose* No one understands me :)ReplyDelete
vignesh: Ditto about great poet remark. And no, my friend who left was fabulous but not future flattie. (Their names are Priya and Small)
horsey: :)) Yay! I'm most flattered that you commented, btw :)
der fremde: Sank you! :)
kaashyapeya: A poetic comment to go with poetic post? Most cool.
rat: I guess it's in the air. Spring fever in October, ya know. :)
But only in the poetried reekReplyDelete
Of metered syllables can speak
The poet, the madman, and the fool,
And caper in joy, when thought "most cool"
Very nice and interesting. I like it. :)ReplyDelete
Thirty? Photographer? What's wrong with that? Thirty or photographer?
I have read your archives till Dec'04.May be cause I haven't read many other your-kind-of-confessing blogs,I wonder if I would confess so much.
But you sometimes I can relate to you so much.Reading and writing are important part of my life (though I am yet to read A LOT, and improve on my writing.)
Another thing,I am new to blogging,could you please tell me how to add the list of blogs I read and details of other other blogging tools.
I forgot to write what other things i can relate to.Some other time now.ReplyDelete
btw,I managed to to do it i.e make changes in my side-bar.You could tell me about other blogging tools though.
I so totally disagree with ur title :), u got some real original style going for you ladyReplyDelete
nice .really nice!ReplyDelete
It's such a crime,ReplyDelete
When poems don't rhyme.
A little effort will make it fly.
So go on, rewrite, rework, retry!
I see verses everywhere. Am I hallucinating?ReplyDelete
But why is an RSS feed missing in your BLOG?
I had to settle for the ATOM feed by BLOGGER then anyway you're doing a great job here.
And hope you had a great house warming...