mind 15 fucking years in Bombay 15 years of Bombay on the senses becomes your senses. If you let it. This is the Bombay I made for myself. This is the Bombay that made me. A lens of the most personal kind.
mind Calmer Sutra - Staying stable in an unstable world If you feel like screaming into a paper bag, running over that slow MOFO in the car ahead of you or strangling your aunt as she again asks your mother if you are a lesbian, then read.
mind Some kind of magic Sometimes, I rhyme. Either on those nights when the moon is a wolf-bitten piece of yellow cheese and howling at it makes no difference. Or pretty much whenever the fuck I feel like.
culture Saving Ryan's privates If the racism, sexism, bigotry and sexual intolerance in this piece bothers you then please wake the fuck up. This is happening all around us. I have only chronicled it.
brands Blah Blah Ramdev A saffron sadhu with a gecko inside his mouth? A twisting, twisted tycoon with a bullet train made of native wit for a tongue? Who in orange hell is Baba Ramdev? Jump right in.
culture Maximum Pity The madness. The sexy-ness. The overwhelming cinemascope called Bombay. Seen from a migrant's eyes. Come and jump the fuck in.
