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October 6th, 2015

Guilty. Completely guilty…


…of having neglected you all quite shamelessly these last few weeks as I gadded about South Africa.

And in the few days since my return, I have done nothing but run or blog about running.

It took a comment to a post about Indrani Mukerjea from a very dear lady called Beatrix to bring me to my senses.

Have been prattling on about running playlists and training schedules and ignoring the bigger picture here, which is that of a country in the midst of some serious societal upheavals and drams.

The biggest drama – one which was covered even by […]

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October 3rd, 2015

Same old same old. But increasingly odd & bizarre.

Guilty as charged for not having blogged once while we were in South Africa.

I kept meaning to, but connectivity was an issue:

Cables dug up chez Lyn in Joburg…then no signal in the Waterberg…cables still dug up chez Lyn when we got back to Joburg…then no signal in Lydenburg…then a slow difficult connection off a mobile hotspot on a local sim in the Kruger Park…

I’m sure you get my drift.

So, yes, sorry ‘n all, but normal service is herewith resumed. I’ll fill you in later about our wonderful time in wonderful South Africa, but since this blog […]

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September 12th, 2015

Surely this can’t be true?

I trust you don’t think I’m obsessed with the Sheena Bora murder case. I’m not obsessed, I assure you, but I am interested in it. That I freely admit.

And that’s only partly because I have met the Mukerjeas. Because to be honest, this case is so OTT, with literally a new revelation every time you open your morning paper or (in my case) check my Twitter feed, that it’s hard not to get sucked into what is turning out to be a convoluted, never-ending can of worms.

(Not sure a can of worms can be convoluted, but you get […]

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September 9th, 2015

And now the horror is (sort of) giving way to murkiness

Although we, as a country, have moved on a little from the total obsession with the Indrani Mukerjea/Sheena Bora murder case in Mumbai, it is still very much front page news.

For anyone new to all this, here’s a quick round up.

Indrani Mukerjea, a woman in Mumbai, has been arrested on suspicion of murdering her daughter, whom she passed off as her sister. She allegedly murdered her with the help of her ex-husband and her driver in 2012.

The reason that this scandal has caught everyone’s attention is a combination of everything that most titillates us :

– an […]

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September 5th, 2015

And just when you thought you couldn’t be shocked any more…

I thought I’d hold off on reporting any more about the Indrani Mukerjea case for a few days – well, the Sheena Bora murder case, to be more precise, to give the poor murdered girl some recognition. She is almost the forgotten victim in the whole sorry, sordid affair, eclipsed in death by the still unfolding drama that is going on in Mumbai. So yes, since it was all getting too sensational for speech, I thought I’d sit quietly and see what was worth sharing with you.

Thanks to the cops, who are happily telling the press all kinds of […]

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September 1st, 2015

Priorities, people. Priorities

Our esteemed government is partnering with Stamford to do something or other to improve Delhi’s tourist potential.

Good news!

But what exactly is this partnering?

Remove the garbage?

Stop men peeing in public?

Fix the street lights?

Make the city safe for women?

Remove all the cars that are parked on the footpaths/pavements, so that we all no longer have to walk on the roads?

Sort out the buses?

Sadly – no to all of the above.

Stamford is going to use computer science to enhance our city’s tourism potential, apparently.


Perhaps we could rather ask them for an […]

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September 1st, 2015

Backlash against tawdry reporting? Nah, not really

It’s not even a week since the Indrani Mukerjea scandal broke, and already a certain degree of weariness is setting in, one senses. She has been squeezed into a (relatively) smaller space in the front page of the morning papers, because life goes on, despite the skeletons that just keep tumbling out of that particular closet.

I have even read a couple of very welcome articles in the venerable Times of India, both yesterday and today, questioning the lack of press restraint, and the voyeuristic nature of the reporting about some one who has not been charged yet, remember. Nor […]

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August 30th, 2015

Musings. And sadness. And (still) shock

When an alleged murderer becomes the subject of online jokes within a couple of days, then you know that:

(a) the press and social media have done their job properly ie sharing every last tidbit of information, salacious or otherwise

(b) we, as a society, may just have lost any sense of decency

Just because Indrani’s husband and my husband were in the same class at school doesn’t make me an expert, it doesn’t make me partisan, it doesn’t make me anything more than someone who is possibly a little more interested in the drama than most.

There are so […]

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August 28th, 2015

Still in shock. And also getting a bit disgusted

Last night Anjulie & I went to listen to a discussion around the book “Aarushi”, a book I cannot recommend too highly, by the way. If you haven’t yet read it – do so. Now, Please. And there isn’t a more apt time to read it than now, in the light of the Indrani sage unfolding at high speed in front of us.

I met Mr. Sen, the author, for the first time last night, and a more charming man you could not wish to meet. Articulate, passionate, eloquent.

Amongst the things we talked about, one remark he made stood […]

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August 27th, 2015

Even more shocked than yesterday

You could not make up a story like this.

You absolutely could not.

Even though I like to fancy myself as something of a writer, I wouldn’t know where to start to make up a story to rival the unfolding drama that has got everyone’s attention, here in India.

The maelstrom surrounding Indrani Mukerjea, about whom I blogged in total shock this time yesterday, intensified throughout the day, with fresh & always shocking revelations every few minutes, it would seem.

Waking up to the news that Indrani had been taken into custody under suspicion of the murder of her sister, […]

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August 26th, 2015

In shock

It all started last night when hubby switched the telly on. It had been left on a Hindi news channel, which we never watch, and there it was – “Breaking News”.

Total on-screen confusion. (Anyone who knows the Indian media will know what I’m talking about.) All ticker tapes and one photo rapidly superimposed on top of another, and everyone shouting to be heard over everyone else.

Indian TV anchors seemingly all need to shout, to show us just how urgent their work is.

Anyway through the cacophony & visual chaos on the screen, I recognised an acquaintance, Indrani.

Indrani’s […]

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August 22nd, 2015

I have no words…

My family, whom I love dearly and whose opinions I value above almost all others, often take me to task for the content of this blog.

Too critical.

Too negative.

Too focused on womens’ issues.

After every one of these well-meant talking to’s, I try.

I really do.

Out go the stories of sexual attack/corruption/pollution & in come the jolly posts about – oh I don’t know what…jolliness, I suppose.

Now, if you will, fast forward to here & now, Saturday morning, after a lovely gentle run with 3 girls from my running group. Come home to a still slumbering […]

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