First Year!
Today is exactly twelve months since I published my first ever blog post. After some initial searches for the suitable platform and identity, the Lantern Post was created on Zagreb’s … Continue reading
City with Stone Heart
Some cities have cold hearts, she said. Stone cold. Even in autumn. When skies are ripe with colour. You walk and you walk and you could not quite believe how … Continue reading
Heinlein’s Rules on Writing
Recently, Robert A. Heinlein’s Memorial Lecture he delivered to the Brigade of Midshipmen at his alma mater in April 1973 came to my attention, thanks to a thoughtful friend who sent it … Continue reading
Price of Cloth
For weeks now news trickled into our living rooms; Factory collapsed in Bangladesh. Toothless mouth of an elderly man gapes open in pain; looking for his daughter under the rubble, … Continue reading
Word Press Family
There has been some time since I have written a post to honour an award. While receiving an award from fellow bloggers never fails to make the Lantern sparkle little … Continue reading
Elegy
Let me tell you; You still carry it well; ass and breasts and eyes shooting sparks, all hanging together, Lips moist and parted; laughs for miles. In spite. Gliding through … Continue reading
Nina
She was beautiful. In a way wild things are. Wild flowers growing on the road-side. Moist with dew and open towards the sharp morning air. Heavy with fragrances. Unaware. You … Continue reading
In case you want to be a writer
If this indeed is your (or mine) sorry state of affairs, there is no better, more true advice but the one Charles Bukowski has given us … and every day … Continue reading
Hug for a Writer
It is Friday night and pavements are swaying with late night drinkers. People of theatre, street musicians, slightly aged end-of-the-week pub crawlers. I am sitting at ‘Sweet Mother’s Kitchen’ down … Continue reading
On Being Yourself
My best friend recently visited. One of those friends I hope everyone would have … to lean on when life gets colder. We danced to forgotten music from our youth … Continue reading
Untold
Walk to your window tonight, In silence, As all the words I could not tell you. Listen, Autumn’s golden harp whispering ocean into stillness, As all the secrets I could … Continue reading
Anna Karenina
It was Leo Tolstoy who said that ‘there are as many loves as there are hearts.’ And so it is not surprising that he wrote Anna Karenina, often called the … Continue reading
American Dervish
Ayad Akhtar‘s first novel ‘American Dervish’ is so masterfully written and carries such a powerful message about fault lines between religion and contemporary issues, that it is truly hard to believe it … Continue reading
Two Ex-Soldiers
Late summer sprinkled gold all over our table. I watched your eyes dance with drink and stories of boudoir conquests. An ex-soldier’s stories. Coarse and lustful. Girls in lacy garter-belts … Continue reading
Sporting Celebrities
While the world’s media has always been hot on the heels of sporting high-flyers, recent frenzy around the tragic events unfolding in South Africa, gave a whole new meaning to … Continue reading
An afternoon dream …
As I sit looking out of a window of the building, I wish I do not have to sit in this cubical, far above the street, and write official looking … Continue reading
Chivalry, Valentine and the end of Summer
It is always around mid-February that Southern Hemisphere’s summer slowly starts its departure. Mornings are little bit crispier and evenings arrive earlier. There is a tinge of sadness in the … Continue reading
Maya Angelou
“People may not remember what you did or said but they will always remember how you made them feel.” (Maya Angelou) Related articles Maya Angelou Day 13 of 28: Consider … Continue reading
Good Day for Writing
I ran out of excuses this morning. Sun was up early and it looked like a good day for writing. Or it was what I told myself. Then I washed … Continue reading
Mal di pietre (The House in Via Manno)
The House in Via Mano (published in Italy as Mal di pietre), is Milena Agus’ second novel. The novel won three Italian literary awards and has been a bestseller in … Continue reading
A place of origin
On the days when summer rationed sunshine carefully between winds and rains, library provides a welcome shelter. Its world ordered into easily followed compartments according to genre, letters of alphabet, … Continue reading
Walking through the city carless and childless!
About a month or so ago I undertook a radical cleansing, sort of ‘life detox’. In the process I disposed of all unnecessary, non-essential and otherwise superfluous ‘things’ … those … Continue reading
Mad at Charles Bukowski
Charles Bukowski has been dead for a long time, some eighteen years to be exact. Yet, I often think of him; one of the few who did not just write … Continue reading
Violence Works
And because it works it is repeated and practiced since the beginning of time, amongst all creatures, although humans have developed the most sophisticated and the most meaningless forms of … Continue reading
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