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The silence, ever so often, makes such a clamour, wouldn't you agree?

And, so we are back. What's been keeping us? Well, there's family for one. Jay has started going to school (Nursery, Apeejay Saket). So much change for a mere child- change of city, change of school, change of house, change of people he's used to. Yet, like always, he is taking it all in his stride with the poise of a little grown-up man.

Moms (his, and mine) are here too. Soon, we'd shift to a new (bigger) house, and life would be that much closer to regular family life (whatever that is).

This week also saw an old old friend Manish Tanwar (a.k.a. Tudu) visiting Delhi. He's married, and happily. That feels good.

And I've been possessed by the Ender's saga (Spurred on by the comic above). Seven books down, one book and one story to go. Orson Scott Card is good. Make that real good. (Although I'm a little surprised at his blatant homophobia, not in the book, but in general. Must be the Mormon indoctrination.)

Did I tell you about 'Little Big', a book that's hard to put in a particular genre? Post modern fantasy, they call it, I think. But it's one book you should read, even if it's not written in a coherent, linear fashion. It's poetry in prose, and just like the fairies, the central (or is it peripheral) subject of this book, the meaning also remains elusive and yet visible from the corner of our eyes at all time. It would probably remind you of an Alice in Wonderland for grown-ups.

What else?

Ah, Watchmen. The movie didn't disappoint, and that's a lot to say, for to capture the complexity of the book was a nigh impossible task. Let me put in a gentle (but firm) word of caution for those who haven't read the classic graphic novel by that eccentric and brilliant man Alan Moore. You might have a hard time getting the movie. Go read the book first. You won't regret it, I promise.

More later.