Trina Talukdar

An Other Agneepath

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There has always been, and always will be only ONE Vijay Dinanath Chauhan, and He only has ten fingers. Now that that’s settled, let’s move on. Agneepath, the second, is definitely a great Bollywood film: our hero is a hunk, our heroin petite and unimportantly scattered on the sidelines to be used for dance sequences [...]

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Confessions of a Voyeur

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Have you ever felt someone was so beautiful you couldn’t touch them? That they were too pure, and you too dirty. And corrupt. He is innocent, untainted, sparkling spring water,virgin snow. I once bit my lip so hard, a drop of red blood fell on the white, snowy nape of his neck, and it just stayed [...]

Mumbai Has Me Now

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“Mumbai is a cruel city,” you’ll always hear them saying that. And perhaps the famous quote from the not-so-famous recent comedy flick, “The Hangover II” applies to Mumbai more than Bangkok- “Mumbai has her now.” I am going to be evicted from my apartment in a month and I have no place to go. Mumbai [...]

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Wait for the Sun

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15th August- back home Mumu must have made luchi and payesh . But she would have to satisfy herself with pseudo Bangali cuisine at a dingy restaurant at the corner of her neighborhood. Sharing her thali with a stranger- a friend of a friend, who in a strange land becomes a friend, she looked at [...]

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The New Opium of the Masses

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“World Cup provides Momentary Distraction to Indians” This was the headline of the New York Times on Sunday, 3rd April 2011- morning after India won the Cricket World Cup. No, no…wait…don’t exile me from my country just yet! I am happy, excited (?), glad, India won the World Cup. I watched the match, I cheered, [...]

Valentine’s Day

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Denim skirts and gold rimmed aviators, Silky black hair flying into my face, Smelling of conditioner. Fast food for lunch, Holding hands in the park, Panties in a bunch. Inane talk of this, that, Such and such. Valentine’s day is so typical. I finished a meal for two. Someone asked to borrow the empty chair [...]

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Stray Pigeons

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165 minutes is a long time to be sitting in a narrow chair, strapped in, legs cramped due to lack of leg space, fluctuating air pressure popping your ears and making you nauseous, topped off with old, lecherous uncle leaning dangerously towards your shoulder while pretending to sleep. Watching the only movie offered on Kingfisher Airlines’ entertainment [...]

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Blue Mountain

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It was still dark out when she stepped off the bus, and started dragging her suitcase up the hill. She was panting even before she was half way there. She sat on a boulder and lit a cigarette. Through the haze of her smoke, she saw light spread over the mountains, turning them from black [...]

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Window Pain

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Someone once told me to look at my pain as if I was watching a movie. He told me to watch myself acting in it. Yesterday I watched that movie. A child, chubby, curly hair in pigtails, 2 or maybe 3 years, it’s unclear. It’s dark. She’s lying on a pile of bricks on her [...]

Hundred and One Ahmedabad Nights

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The beige skirt was lifted briefly by a waft of breeze, and then rested lightly on her olive thighs, tapering down into warm, caramel legs, ending in matching beige pumps. But he wasn’t looking at any of that. What he couldn’t take his eyes off was the zip at the back of the skirt, ripping through it [...]

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