Vikram Seth has always been one of my favourite writers. I loved A Suitable Boy and From Heaven's Tale has filled me with a longing to experience Tibet.
Mappings especially was beautiful, with the classical learning, wit and lyrical charm of Vikram Seth. Who couldn't love The Tale of Melon City and From Mount Tamalpais or The Walkers and Moonless Night.
Take Sit from All you who sleep tonight for example
Sit, drink your coffee here; your work can wait awhile.
You're twenty-six, and still have some life ahead.
No need for wit; just talk vacuities, and I'll
Reciprocate in kind, or laugh at you instead.
The world is too opaque, distressing and profound.
This twenty minutes' rendezvous will make my day:
To sit here in the sun, with grackles all around,
Staring with beady eyes, and you two feet away.
But that's not what this post is about.
This post is about that little hit meter on the right hand side of my page, that registers above 10,000 hits and yes I know it's absolutely juvenile of me, but I did a little jig when I saw my blog had about 10,000 hits. It was wonderful to think that 10,000 people might have actually read my little blog.
I always wonder what the people who read my blog but never comment think. Do they like it? Is there something I need to change? What makes them not comment?
Every time I look at my little clustermap, I marvel at the dots on the map, Brazil, Peru, Paris, Germany. Pretty much everywhere is covered and I wonder how that has happened in just a year and a half of a blog.
It's a good feeling.
P.S: Yes, I know it's a nonsensical post. But I'm glad it's up.
Disclaimer: The management accepts no responsibility if 9,000 of the 10,000 clicks are her obsessively checking for new comments and admiring the pretty header.
Mappings especially was beautiful, with the classical learning, wit and lyrical charm of Vikram Seth. Who couldn't love The Tale of Melon City and From Mount Tamalpais or The Walkers and Moonless Night.
Take Sit from All you who sleep tonight for example
Sit, drink your coffee here; your work can wait awhile.
You're twenty-six, and still have some life ahead.
No need for wit; just talk vacuities, and I'll
Reciprocate in kind, or laugh at you instead.
The world is too opaque, distressing and profound.
This twenty minutes' rendezvous will make my day:
To sit here in the sun, with grackles all around,
Staring with beady eyes, and you two feet away.
But that's not what this post is about.
This post is about that little hit meter on the right hand side of my page, that registers above 10,000 hits and yes I know it's absolutely juvenile of me, but I did a little jig when I saw my blog had about 10,000 hits. It was wonderful to think that 10,000 people might have actually read my little blog.
I always wonder what the people who read my blog but never comment think. Do they like it? Is there something I need to change? What makes them not comment?
Every time I look at my little clustermap, I marvel at the dots on the map, Brazil, Peru, Paris, Germany. Pretty much everywhere is covered and I wonder how that has happened in just a year and a half of a blog.
It's a good feeling.
P.S: Yes, I know it's a nonsensical post. But I'm glad it's up.
Disclaimer: The management accepts no responsibility if 9,000 of the 10,000 clicks are her obsessively checking for new comments and admiring the pretty header.
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