I have my first ever review of an ARC out and i have no one to profusely thank but @shinjini_dey for helping me craft the pitch to basically smacking me with purpose. It's kind of a big deal for numerous reasons and I hope I can do more someday.
A thrill to see Shrikant Verma's Magadh, in Rahul Soni's translation, in the @NewYorker:
"In Soni’s careful translation, the repetitions and subtle variation of Verma’s poems also achieve a haunting, transcendental resonance."
https://t.co/EBrqdNg5mS
Needed one week to figure out I love white wine sangiras and I need to get my wisdom tooth extracted, while I was burning up from a fever unrelated to the insane tooth pain.
Wild how much the human body can endure. Because all this alongside my usual baseline depression.
HAPPY 30TH BIRTHDAY TO THE BEST MOVIE OF ALL TIME, TRANSHUMANIST MASTERPIECE, PEAK PSYCHO SEXUAL SCIENCE FICTION, IT CHANGED MY LIFE AND IT WILL CHANGE YOURS, CRASH
The kind of shit going down in just Kolkata & West Bengal is a large and varied state. I don't know what horrors are in-store, but before this, I could at least say, not in my homeland at least. A privilege of course. Every moment I am nauseous, I am angry and I am despairing.
Seeing a lot of "ink gone within hours of voting" complaints and well they should really change the name to partially indelible ink, which is what I also call my memory
Lowkey feeling shy about buying fish because wtf is the Kolkata political discourse at the moment
There's more to the Bengali identity ffs. Like witchcraft.