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My Friend Sancho

My first novel, My Friend Sancho, is now on the stands across India. It is a contemporary love story set in Mumbai, and was longlisted for the Man Asian Literary Prize 2008. To learn more about the book, click here.


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Bastiat Prize 2007 Winner

Recent entries

Performance Evaluation

BBC informs us that scientists have now found a way to genetically engineer glowing sperms so they can “track…

In India, Adults aren’t Adults

My friend Rahul Bhatia has a fine story in Open about Dibakar Banerjee’s experience with the censor board during…

Woman in the News

Here’s the WTF headline of the day: Woman co-pilot lands jet solo If that was a man, this wouldn’t…

‘A Jackal Screaming Inside His Head’

Via Ta-Nehisi Coates, I came across this beautiful poem named “Dear Augusta,” by Reginald Dwayne Betts. Check it out—and…

The Curse of Vikram Bhatt

Speaking about his new film Shaapit, Vikram Bhatt says: I did some research and a very important fact emerged.…

04 December, 2009

The Silver Peacock

The news para of the day comes from a Times of India report on the International Film Festival of India:

Korean director Ounie Lecomte walked away with the Silver Peacock for ‘A Brand New Life’, which translated her own experiences as a child into a collective film. She also received a cash prize of Rs 15.

There’s a part of me that wants that to be a typo, so that the prize is Rs 15 lakh. (That’s actually quite likely.) But there’s another part of me that wants the director to actually have received Rs 15, in three tattered five-rupee notes, the kind your auto driver tries to pass on to you when you’re in an absent-minded haze. I can imagine the baffled director hold up one of them and ask a festival volunteer, “How much is this in my currency?”

“I’m not sure, ma’am, I don’t know anything about your currency.”

“Ok then: How far can it go in India? I mean, what can you spend it on?”

“You can buy a wada pav.”

‘What’s that?”

“It’s a building in Worli.”

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