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My Friend Sancho
My first book, My Friend Sancho, was published in May 2009, and went on to become the biggest selling debut novel released that year in India. It is a contemporary love story set in Mumbai, and had earlier been longlisted for the Man Asian Literary Prize 2008. To learn more about the book, click here.
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Recent entries
So it’s about 10.45pm, and we’re headed in a tourist taxi to Siena Village, a resort a few kilometres…
I don’t know why, but I find this kind of funny. And what’s with the quote marks in that…
Jonah Lehrer writes in Wired: Here’s a brain teaser: Your task is to move a single line so that…
So while everyone’s celebrating the arrival of Akhilesh Yadav and how he’s revitalised the Samajwadi Party and UP Politics,…
... is done. The next time India walk out to play a Test match, my favourite sportsman of all…
24 November, 2008
Vidarbha Strikes Back
Check out the WTF juxtaposition of the day:
On the day Citigroup announced 52,000 job cuts it emerged that Bipasha Basu will be making Rs 1.5 crore for her star turn at Sahara Star on 31st night.
The moral of the story: If you’re a banker, get yourself a boob job.
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And what better time to write a sequel to my poem, “Farmers Are Dying in Vidarbha”?
Vidarbha Strikes Back
by Amit Varma
I write this ditty from an AC mall
I’ve got money and will burn it all
While farmers are dying in Vidarbha.
Today at work they set me free
So I came on this shopping spree
While farmers are dying in Vidarbha.
I’ve got loans to pay, EMIs and such
I can’t afford to splurge too much
While farmers are dying in Vidarbha.
Farmers are dying, Oh farmers are dying
Farmers are dying in Vidarbha.
I’m buying left, and I’m buying right
I spend at day and I shop at night
While farmers are dying in Vidarbha.
I’ve gone nuts, I’m sure you think
The economy’s in the kitchen sink
And farmers are dying in Vidarbha.
I cannot help this spending urge
It’s like sex, I’m driven to splurge
While farmers are dying in Vidarbha.
Farmers are dying, Oh farmers are dying
Farmers are dying in Vidarbha.
But hey, what d’ya say, look at it this way
Farmers are passe, we need something new today
What about bankers dying in Vidarbha?
Bankers are dying, Oh bankers are dying
Bankers are dying in Vidarbha.
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