Ridding ourselves of limited beliefs about writing in daily life and how everyone really is a calligrapher.

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What is Calligraphy?

While, dear reader, you may think you know what it is, do you really understand it? Do you believe that Calligraphy is the lustrous decoration of text written in ink and paper, to be used only occasionally to write fancy flamboyant words? You would not be wrong.

Although, may I suggest a simpler way of looking at it?

Whenever (it was that) the Greek word Calligraphy was coined, it literally meant: “Beautiful + Handwriting”. …

Having moved bags, baggages and penniless to Dubai — the brand central for everything consumerist, advanced and temperamental — I am beginning to appreciate the simpler things in life that are offered effortlessly in India. Not just nostalgically, but culturally, as I find myself interacting with the same mundane rituals and a few new ones, in this part of the world.

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Urban sketch of me by my husband, Alan George

In Dubai, the life is fast evolving keeping to the beat of Time as it boosts of being the Center of Now. In India the life is moderately less progressive and more about the mindfulness of life and the finer things that it has to offer. Neither opinion is a reflection on the other, its just the way it is.

Nonetheless, somewhere in the globalization of the world, the Indian values we hold so dear have blended beautifully into the westernized Arab landscape. …

Once upon a time there were a thousand words lying dormant in me. For too long, they had been suppressed beneath the tyranny of procrastination, that murdered their will to come out and play. They missed the times they ebbed out of me like a flowing chocolate fountain- sweet and viscous. They remember the good ol’ days when life was carefree and abundant. The elder words, now old and grey, tell tales of yore, of the many sentences they made together as a community. They talk of all the misspellings and the grammar checks- and giggle a bit.

Over chai (or coffee, depending on personal preference and time of the day), the words would discuss word politics with great enthusiasm and concern- the word world was going to the dogs- with all this SMS slang ruckus. LOL, was still on trial for the murder of Laugh, Out and Loud. Logos was running for President again for the umpteenth time- he still had everyone believe that he was the first word, but under the rule of Procrastination, its chances were dim. Although, some debated, with Logo having all the advertising and branding game under its belt and LEGO being the building blocks of unlimited creativity — their father might have a fighting chance. Other exciting things were not happening with the words. This was it for them. …

> — ❤ →

When I was ten, I woke up one night by the wetness underneath me. Embarrassed that I peed myself in the bed that I shared with my baby sister, I quickly changed my underwear and prayed that the patch would dry up before day break.

The patch was red. I stumbled into the bathroom, bed sheet and all, and cried over the pot, fearing my death and my mother.

“What had I done wrong to deserve dying this way,” I remember thinking.

It was my mother to the rescue, with her secret green basket, that my inquisitive eyes had never found before. From inside this basket she took out sparkling white cotton and scraps of rectangular cloth, cut out from what looked like her old clothes; and began to demonstrate what it means to be a woman. …

The irony of Social Media outrage as a water cooler gossip, enrages a country of one billion people into ticking a multinational corporation and hurting one of their own.

The Water Cooler Story

An alleged comment by Evan Spiegel, the CEO of the popular social media app SnapChat made viral news recently. The app most popular amongst the under 30 generation of the world, for applying bunny faces and vomiting rainbows onto selfies, has its investors worried about the decrease in its user growth.

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Snapchat and its fine print.

The comment:

“This app is only for rich people. I don’t want to expand into poor countries like India and Spain,”

was not met kindly by the young hip crowd from India. They immediately took to social media offence and went on a un-install rampage, primarily on the Google Playstore and low-rated the app to it’s feet. So much so, that Snapchat stocks fell 26 percent from their highest closing price following the public listing! …

Stand-up Comedy Review

Stage: That Comedy Club, Bangalore
Artists: Anirban Dasgupta & Abish Matthew
Host: Suhas Navaratna
Open Spot: Prasad Bhat
Date: 21st August, 2016

If Comedy is like Literature, then its Theatrics is the Language; and last weekend’s stand-up show at That Comedy Club was a perfect lesson in it’s practice. Starring, Anirban Da as the Bengali teacher we’ve all had, Son-of-a-bi*** as the P.E instructor, who kept everyone motivated; with host and ace student Suhas and new-comer Prasad Bhat in a misplaced cameo spot. The show stood out as a well-drafted curriculum plan.

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Image credit: That Comedy Club

The show began with Suhas Navaratna playing host to a mildly ecstatic young crowd with mixed cultural backgrounds (Information based on the demographic surveys conducted by the artists). It was a regular Bangalore audience, enough said. …

Improv stand-up comedy review: The Improvisors

Venue: That Comedy Club, Bangalore
Date: 29th July 2016
Comedians: Abish Matthew, Kanan Gill, Kaneez Surka & Kenny Sebastian

“I have as much authority as the Pope. I just don’t have as many people who believe it.”
George Carlin

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Image credit: That Comedy Club

While you can’t you review a show that is essentially different every time, my last night’s viewing of an improv comedy performance articulated my very existence into the following #RuleOfThree, thus I shall try anyway.

Comedy is a Religion, and the Comics are my idols;
Comedy is like Rock, and we’re all just Groupies;
Comedy is that Love, you love to Hate. …

George Carlin

“I’m a modern man, a man for the millennium. Digital and smoke free. A diversified multi-cultural, post-modern deconstruction that is anatomically and ecologically incorrect. I’ve been up linked and downloaded, I’ve been inputted and outsourced, I know the upside of downsizing, I know the downside of upgrading. I’m a high-tech low-life. A cutting edge, state-of-the-art bi-coastal multi-tasker and I can give you a gigabyte in a nanosecond!
I’m new wave, but I’m old school and my inner child is outward bound. I’m a hot-wired, heat seeking, warm-hearted cool customer, voice activated and bio-degradable. I interface with my database, my database is in cyberspace, so I’m interactive, I’m hyperactive and from time to time I’m radioactive.

Behind the eight ball, ahead of the curve, ridin the wave, dodgin the bullet and pushin the envelope. I’m on-point, on-task, on-message and off drugs. I’ve got no need for coke and speed. I’ve got no urge to binge and purge. I’m in-the-moment, on-the-edge, over-the-top and under-the-radar. A high-concept, low-profile, medium-range ballistic missionary. A street-wise smart bomb. A top-gun bottom feeder. I wear power ties, I tell power lies, I take power naps and run victory laps. I’m a totally ongoing big-foot, slam-dunk, rainmaker with a pro-active outreach. A raging workaholic. A working rageaholic. Out of rehab and in denial!

I’ve got a personal trainer, a personal shopper, a personal assistant and a personal agenda. You can’t shut me up. You can’t dumb me down because I’m tireless and I’m wireless, I’m an alpha male on beta-blockers.

I’m a non-believer and an over-achiever, laid-back but fashion-forward. Up-front, down-home, low-rent, high-maintenance. Super-sized, long-lasting, high-definition, fast-acting, oven-ready and built-to-last! I’m a hands-on, foot-loose, knee-jerk head case pretty maturely post-traumatic and I’ve got a love-child that sends me hate mail.

But, I’m feeling, I’m caring, I’m healing, I’m sharing — a supportive, bonding, nurturing primary care-giver. My output is down, but my income is up. I took a short position on the long bond and my revenue stream has its own cash-flow. I read junk mail, I eat junk food, I buy junk bonds and I watch trash sports! I’m gender specific, capital intensive, user-friendly and lactose intolerant.

I like rough sex. I like tough love. I use the “F” word in my emails and the software on my hard-drive is hardcore — no soft porn.

I bought a microwave at a mini-mall; I bought a mini-van at a mega-store. I eat fast-food in the slow lane. I’m toll-free, bite-sized, ready-to-wear and I come in all sizes. A fully-equipped, factory-authorized, hospital-tested, clinically-proven, scientifically- formulated medical miracle. I’ve been pre-wash, pre-cooked, pre-heated, pre-screened, pre-approved, pre-packaged, post-dated, freeze-dried, double-wrapped, vacuum-packed and, I have an unlimited broadband capacity.

I’m a rude dude, but I’m the real deal. Lean and mean! Cocked, locked and ready-to-rock. Rough, tough and hard to bluff. I take it slow, I go with the flow, I ride with the tide. I’ve got glide in my stride. Drivin and movin, sailin and spinin, jiving and groovin, wailin and winnin. I don’t snooze, so I don’t lose. I keep the pedal to the metal and the rubber on the road. I party hearty and lunch time is crunch time. I’m hangin in, there ain’t no doubt and I’m hangin tough, over and out!”

Stand-up comedy review: Paka Mat Na Mote

Stage: Vapour Bangalore
Evam Standup Tamasha
Date: Sunday, 24th July, 2016
Host: Undecided
Comic: Karunesh Talwar
Open Spots:
Shunky R Chugani, Kjeld Sreshth, Suman Kumar

Disclaimer: This article is based on actual events, conversations, and digital archives, as well as re-creations of probable events, using sober logic and approximated humour, to provide an academic documentation; opinions received of which, are reflective only of the reader’s perspective.

This review of Sunday night’s show is a benchmark in my understanding of comedy in India. I acknowledge– responsibility of personal biases, need for validation, a bruised ego and a stubborn standpoint of an educator– in the ideation of this piece. …

Stand-up comedy review

Stage: That Comedy Club, Bangalore
Date: Sunday, 10th July, 2016
Host: Rupen Paul
Comics: Biswa Kalyan Rath, Kunal Kamra
Open Spot: Vikramjit Ray

Correcting Being Humans through the Power of Humour and Offence– since very recently.

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Photo credit: That Comedy Club

In every story there is a Hero and a Villain, that’s a given. If its a Bollywood movie, there are dance numbers, trophy Heroines and all the IPL level drama in the vibrant mix– anything to distract you from the actuality.

In India, amidst general anarchy, there is a unproclaimed, highly volatile civil war; except there is no Good or Evil, Black or White; just an apeirogon of all kinds of misplaced opinions. Rising from the ashes of the causalities of war, are the countless Heroes, Villains and the Anti-Heroes– oscillating in between the two extremes.



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