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Archive for February 2009

Sex, Drugs, and Rock and Roll

Posted by: Aadisht on: February 23, 2009

Tonight is Mahasivarathri. And while Valentine’s Day is not part of our culture, Mahashivratri definitely is. I urge you to go out and celebrate it with devotion and piety. The best way to celebrate is with sex, drugs, and rock and roll. By having sex, you will be following in the divine example set by [...]

Snacks

Posted by: Aadisht on: February 22, 2009

He has been out of Delhi so long that he has forgotten what weddings there are like. So when the invitation card says 7 pm, he arrives at 7.30. Once there, he discovers that the bride and groom and their relatives are nowhere to be found. He is the only guest over there, apart from [...]

The Upstart Pink Chaddis

Posted by: Aadisht on: February 21, 2009

Continuing my grand tradition of blogging about things long after they take place, I draw your attention to some astoundingly dumb MSM commentary about the Pink Chaddi Campaign. First is this Pioneer editorial by Kanchan Gupta. It isn’t even worth a fisk – just three questions: Did Kanchan Gupta even bother to visit the facebook [...]

Taking on the Moral Police

Posted by: Aadisht on: February 7, 2009

I tried very hard to make a quis custodiet ipsos custodes joke in the title, but I couldn’t get a decent one. Anyway. So after the Shri Ram Sene ran amuck in Mangalore, some other people have decided to stand up either against idiots who think culture gives them a free pass to beat up [...]

Wasting Your Word Limit

Posted by: Aadisht on: February 7, 2009

Shiv Viswanathan and Sadanand Menon annoy me. They both have columns/ op-eds up about the Mangalore pub incident which hint at some interesting ideas. But these guys can’t seem to realise that writing for newspapers is not the same as academic writing. There’s so academic or generally postmodern jargon in their pieces, that only the [...]

Recession Honeymoon

Posted by: Aadisht on: February 4, 2009

Saileshbhai had been able to get some good out of a bad situation since he was a boy. In those days, his mother used to insist that he drink milk everyday though he hated it. So he would take the glass down to the housing society’s playground and give it to the Kapoor’s Alsatian Jupiter. [...]