I Want to Touch Light
Stray notes on days and dreams. Lying on my bed in the warm glow of the…
Neem Coal Tar
In this column, I will try to explore the possibilities and limitations of the Indian urban reality and question the boundaries of this experience. When we talk about India, its cities, its citizens, its life: What do we understand? What do we assume? I am a twenty-five year old woman living in Delhi and I will write about my life, my impressions and about the daily act of seeing this surrounding reality.
Pulling the Trigger
That morning, I went out and bought a camera instead of a gun… After my car…
The State of Melancholia
Saudamini Deo wonders if all the people she has ever encountered are just mist, and if…
Something is Happening
I knew even as it unfolded that it was a dream. Was it? It must be,…
What Happens When The Smoke Lifts?
You have to love something before it reveals its secrets to you, says Saudamini Deo. I…
Have a Look-See
Saudamini Deo talks about the art of seeing without being seen, a trait worth developing in…
My Name is Red
In this column, I will try to explore the possibilities and limitations of the Indian urban…
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