Mea culpa...I signed off the last TT on June 22 with the signature note bidding adieu: “Till next fortnight…” not realising it will actually be four fortnights before the twain would meet and one could get back to the keyboard to write the next TT.
It’s been two weeks since the last TT but it’s been less than two weeks since that Sunday in Orlando and it’s now time for us to take stock. For those who may not have heard or watched Trevor Noah or Hasan Minhaj, maybe it’s time to get away from your Facebook and Instagram page and stop taking and posting those selfies, with that exaggerated pout, and spend your time instead, listening to such comic geniuses.
Ramadan Mubarak… . The holy month of Ramadan started yesterday and this is a time of spiritual reflection, a time for self-improvement and increased devotion and worship.
“In the depth of winter I finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer” wrote Albert Camus, who though not an existentialist per se, probably emphasised the individual existence, freedom and choice by describing “an invincible summer” within him.
Every alternate week, when the TT becomes due, I just sit at my computer and curse a bit, quite like Wodehouse.The intention is to write a hard-hitting column like The Daily Mood, but it’s so bloody hard to do that, and since that mood plays truant, one just wants to hit oneself, hard! I think it was Wodehouse (obviously) who wrote: “One of the poets, whose name I cannot recall, has a passage, which I am unable at the moment to remember, in one of his works, which for the time being has slipped my mind, which hits off admirably this age-old situation.”