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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5 January 2006
Hello, hello, hello, how low, hello, hello, how low, here we are now, entertain us! I feel stupid and contagious, here we are now, entertain us!
The movie was excellent by the way, I fully recommend it. Only one bit jarred, where this doctor dude tells Small B that he should think with his head and he goes (in Hindi, of course) patting his heart and his head, "If this don't work, this doesn't matter." Where's that from you ask? STRAIGHT from Jerry McGuire, the lines of which I have memorised.
But the theme song of this movie was quite good, I have been looking for it online. Is it just me or does it sound a lot like Bittersweet Symphony to other people also? Oh and the item song at the end, "Ek mein, ek tu hain", I was doing full-on head-bops at this point while around me sleepy aunties stretched and exited the hall and my friend watched me bemused.
> Crisis situation has happened. Small and I find ourselves minus a roommate shortly, coz Priya is moving out. So it's either leaving our BEAUTIFUL house, because we can't afford it, just the two of us, or finding a flatmate, for which dear Internet, I turn to you. We want someone cool, boy or girl it doesn't matter, who doesn't mind living near Saket and we can offer our brilliant, beautiful company, one DVD player, two laptops, one Worldspace system and a room with cupboards! Ooh, and we have a bathtub! And we're really very nice people, we seldom fight and we're super-cool. I have witnesses also, who will vouch for this. So if you're interested, email me, okay? Oh, almost forgot, if you're like new in Delhi, this will work out, because Small and I apart from being Visions of Wonder and Delight are also very popular so you will have many new friends. (We're also very modest, as you can no doubt tell. Hell, if you're going to sell something, sell something, right?)
> It's a cold, cold, cold January people. It's been drizzling and my fingers are all frozen, so I'm making a typo with every sentence. I've been discovering some excellent music though, while on my holiday. One is You Had Time by Ani DiFranco. She has the most plaintive voice, and I'm most surprised I hadn't heard her before. Actually, I was re-reading Nick Hornby's 31 Songs and he mentioned this song, also quoted from her lyrics, "You are a china shop, and I am a bull. You are very good food, and I am full." I thought those lines were so brilliant that I immediately downloaded. And I've been listening to it over and over again. Also, not a new discovery, but something recently downloaded and now on repeat on my iPod is White Flag by Dido. I mean, I know the song is a little dumb, what with this chick refusing to move on and everything, but her lyrics just sound like a poem. I mean take the line: "And when we meet, which I'm sure we will, all that was there, will be there still. I'll let it pass and hold my tongue, and you will think, that I've moved on." Come on, how can you not identify with this song? Sentimental songs, while they make up a large chunk of my playlist, isn't everything I've been listening to. I'm on a very big Gwen Stefani thing these days, especially If I Were A Rich Girl. It's a really dumb song, but I love driving and yelling, "See, I'd have all the money in the world, if I was a wealthy girl. No man could test me, impress me, my cash flow would never ever end. Cause I'd have all the money in the world, if I was a wealthy girl!" Only, what's a Harajuku girl? It's the kind of song that makes me all jumpy and toe-tappy and doing bumps and grinds at traffic lights. Everyone should have a song like that.