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080 - The Hour of Departure
A last call
079 - A Poet's Funeral
It’s been a week where one’s body and its mind were at odds, a premise ripe for existential questions to torment one’s night.
078 - City Oddities
Hello, Last to last week I caught a Bombay Belly Bug.
077 - Old Gosts
Old gosts don’t have the H, as one has recently learnt. They, like gossip and myth making, come from an ancient part of our collective memory, and still…
076 - Mean Reversions
Will the classical make a comeback in a world of chaos?
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045 - Brief Encounters with Independence
038 - Spaces
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046 - These eyes barely hear a thing
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075 - Something, Everything
075 - Something, Everything
This letter should have reached two weeks ago, but it comes now, almost a month after the last one.
074 - Dreams are Made of Ceramic
Towards the end of last year, I captured the intrigue of a friend and we drove to Jaipur from Bombay for a few days.
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073 - How to Eat a Book
Part 1 (Perhaps) | Food Part 2
072 - Archaic Torsos
An exposition on Rilke's works
071 - Let the Light Enter
Meditation, creativity and god forbid LSD
070 - New Horizon
Season 5 beckons
069 - The Archeology of Language
…contemporary precisely because he has such command of the poetic and historical past, and because his invented language has such depth, archaeological…
068 - A Babel in a Veritable Hell
Barbaric city sick with slums, Deprived of seasons, blessed with rains, Its hawkers, beggars, iron-lunged, Processions led by frantic drums, A million…
067 - Space and Dreams
He [human being] knows instinctively that this space identified with his solitude is creative; that even when it is forever expunged from the present…
Bombay Daak
Bombay Daak
A reflective newsletter from Bombay on poems, prose, people and places. Currently in its fourth season.

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