Unlike most pop culture things I talk about here, I actually lived through this. I was even the right age for it. I had followed Justin Timberlake’s career from his *Nsync days to his first album. Even the most successful Jackson siblings – Michael and Janet – had successful albums in the early 2000s, despite Continue reading “Of Janet Jackson, and Her…..”
I hardly ever pay homage or even refer to the guy that inspired this whole Of Opinions thing – Francis Bacon. Nope, not the twentieth century painter, but the Renaissance essayist. To be fair, all he and I have in common is a tendency to use ‘Of’ in the title, and that too was something I ripped off from him. But, he’s got many, many interesting things to say (though I’m more fun). Like, in his essay Of Death he writes:
MEN fear death, as children fear to go in the dark; and as that natural fear in children is increased with tales, so is the other. Continue reading “Of TV Deaths”
I didn’t know South Korea had many books. – A Book Blogger
I didn’t know India had books written in English. – Same Book Blogger
What is it with Indians and blogging? – comment on this blog. Continue reading “Of Ignorance and Empathy”
I’m told I should ‘share my story.‘ But, I’m afraid by saying it, it will become real.
I suffered an allergy attack over the weekend. I went to get some medication at a local pharmacy on Sunday morning, clearly preoccupied with my inflamed nose and watering eyes, Continue reading “Of Sharing Stories”
Me want cookie. – Cookie Monster, Sesame Street
I’ve underestimated the biscuit in recent years. Previously in my life, biscuits were as common as the sun and the moon and the stars. Astronomy and gastronomy only diverged when it came to what demanded more romantic literature to be made out of them. They had been equals in my childhood, even contemporaries, Continue reading “Of Biscuits”
I had to buy a present for an upcoming wedding yesterday. I don’t particularly enjoy buying wedding presents for people, because they’re the least imaginative out there. Even when you get a little creative and thoughtful with them, your efforts go unnoticed in a sea of more obvious, less thoughtful presents.
There is nothing selfless about gift-giving. Continue reading “Of Gifts and Presents”
I hate the word ‘crush‘. I can’t begin to describe how much I hate it. It’s so difficult to say. You push a ball of air into your throat, and before you can expel it, you have to join your dental set and add a -shh to it. Ugh.
I hate all its meanings. Why not say trample, or squeeze (actually, squeeze is kind of Continue reading “Of Words”
The only difference between death and taxes is that death doesn’t get worse every time Congress meets. – Will Rogers
The upcoming Goods and Services Tax (a.k.a. GST) in India has taken precedence over conversations about the weather, cricket and why Bahubali had to die in Bahubali 2. Some of this won’t be familiar to my worldwide readership (about which I will always brag), but taxation is a universal experience. And forgive my inability to resist any given opportunity to pun, but few things can be more taxing. Continue reading “Of Taxes”
I didn’t feel for Warhol the way Robert did. His work reflected a culture I wanted to avoid. I hated the soup and felt little for the can. I preferred an artist who transformed his time, not mirrored it. – Patti Smith, Just Kids
My brain’s been chewing on this for the last few days. Should an artist be a mirror, something even Shakespeare claimed to do, or a transformer? Should art itself stop at reflecting life, or attempt to change it?
Patti Smith agitates me. Continue reading “Book Review: Just Kids by Patti Smith”
Lee Strasberg could teach you how to be a tree, but he couldn’t teach you how to be a nigger. – Paul Beatty, The Sellout
If I had only one word to describe it, I would use the word “relentless”. If I had three more, I would say, “savage, utterly savage”. If I had the opportunity to check myself and be politically correct, I would say, “by savage, I do not mean to be Continue reading “Book Review: The Sellout by Paul Beatty”