Ruchir Joshi’s running wild in the Telegraph; in one sweetly brutal sequence, he sidewalk-slams Rushdie, Naipaul and his friend Willy D. Ring the bell, ref.
Ruchir Joshi’s running wild in the Telegraph; in one sweetly brutal sequence, he sidewalk-slams Rushdie, Naipaul and his friend Willy D. Ring the bell, ref.
sorry bout the hair cut in the pic….i tried, i really did, spent a lotta time with a draft… thats the most flattering thing i could do to it..u got a very original haircut….look at it this way, the junmgle jungle theme song is reall amazingly catchy, its a totally unrelated balm to the may-be wounds,na?
Posted by #3tiYo>B_shyo> | August 28, 2005, 10:10 pmthe most brilliant thing i’ve read since nissim ezekiel gleefully dissed ‘lord vidiamort’ in the national papers a long,long time ago.
Posted by cass | August 29, 2005, 4:00 ambrilliant, briliant article, that!
Posted by Teleute | August 29, 2005, 5:17 amYour blog is fun to read. Keep writing.
Posted by Anirudh Karnick | August 29, 2005, 10:23 amread Joshi’s article, and erm..if I have to be absolutely forthright, found it rather trite and petulant.
Posted by the still dancer | August 29, 2005, 1:16 pmSwinging between two extreme reactions while reading Ruchir Joshi’s article. Most of what he writes actually makes a lot of sense, but sometimes you also catch a whiff of the green monster. Something akin to, “What have they got which I haven’t”? A little silly in case you are talking about Rushdie and Naipaul. Even if they do not write anything worth more than “jhalmuri-thonga” in their balance lives, they still don’t have to justify their existence in the literary sphere.
Had lot of expectations from Mr. Joshi, after “The Last Jet Engine Laugh”. Any idea what has he done after that?
Posted by udayan | September 2, 2005, 11:53 am