I am an artist and a writer, and I do think that one always places oneself in the picture to see where one fits.

India's a very interesting place... there's no formal opposition, but there's genuine on-the-ground opposition.

One beach-colored. One brown. One Loved. One Loved a Little Less.

Democracy no longer means what it was meant to. It has been taken back into the workshop. Each of its institutions has been hollowed out, and it has been returned to us as a vehicle for the free market, of the corporations. For the corporations, by the corporations.

Ammu loved her children (of course), but their wide-eyed vulnerability and their willingness to love people who didn't really love them exasperated her and sometimes made her want to hurt them-- just as an education, a precaution.

The IMF and the World Bank, the most opaque and secretive entities, put millions into NGOs who fight against "corruption" and for "transparency." They want the Rule of Law - as long as they make the laws. They want transparency in order to standardise a situation, so that global capital can flow without any impediment.

The way her body existed only where he touched her. The rest of her was smoke.