Posts Tagged With: New Delhi
Delhi Durbar
Back when I lived in Delhi, everyone who had any connection with the city was terribly apologetic about it. If you said you loved Delhi, then essentially you were wearing your sleaze upon your sleeve. Because Delhi, for all the gorgeous monuments scattered along its wide avenues and the leafy cool of the Lutyens area, [...]
Not for tourists
The things poor A.A. Gill has to do as contributing editor of Vanity Fair. Recently, he had to take a trip on the Sex and the City Tour bus and here are snippets of what he thought of the guided tour around Carrie, Miranda, Samantha and Charlotte’s New York City. “The tour is a rambling, [...]
Bomb’s away
2001, Somewhere in England. 2300 hours approx. While trying to un-encrypt Homi Bhabha, I kept myself awake by concocting a story about a bomb blast and I remember clearly thinking to myself that, despite the undisputed genius of my story idea (one which a million wannabe and honest-to-goodness writers have thought of and discarded), the [...]
Party Acts – II
Apologies in advance – this is a VERY long post. But trust me, it will probably feel shorter than some of the performances described below felt. Day 5 at Live ’08 Alliance Francaise (stupid PC keyboard is crap at reproducing the cedilla) is a lovely building in Lodhi Estate. The Indian International Centre – pretty [...]
Party Acts – I
If you tell anyone at Live ’08 that the performances at the galleries feel a bit like they are hired spectacles, like jesters at medieval European courts or Shah Rukh Khan at the Mittal wedding, it’s most likely that you’ll get a spontaneous lecture on the politics of being a performer and how interesting it [...]
Missed in Action
The last time I saw Rehaan Engineer, I glimpsed his red underwear. Last night when I saw him in the distance, he was wearing a Superman t-shirt. Hmmm…. I’m not stalking Mr. Engineer, as much as I’m tempted to. In fact, I could have been in a room with a bed in close proximity to [...]
World Domination
