Anita Satyajit

Studying Journalism

I remember my writing professor MKB Nair drilling into our heads:” Read 3000 and write 1500 words everyday. Brevity is the key. Be exact, be precise.” Vigorous writing is concise, he would often go on quoting, William Strunk Jr and EB White, from the legendary bible for writers- The Elements of Style. I was appalledContinueContinue reading “Studying Journalism”

The way I define some things

Inspiration: A moment when you feel you have finally recognised what you were looking for. Contentment: Having a smile on my lips, peace in my mind and love in my heart. Knowing that all I should have in my life at that moment is inside me and around me. Courage: The ability to listen toContinueContinue reading “The way I define some things”

Some random ramblings relating to Mumbai

I am still in my own way reeling from the horrid blasts. All my life I have loved Mumbai as all people who love that city do. It is an inexplicable but true love affair. You know the city’s good as well as the bad’s and yet love it. Earlier all my views were prejudicedContinueContinue reading “Some random ramblings relating to Mumbai”

When the heart burns

I wrote this poem during the Bombay riots of 93; I was 12-13 then. What has happened yet again in Bombay, made me feel the need to go back and read my words. Words that tumbled out when my illusion of security was shattered for the first time; when a human being’s dark side rearedContinueContinue reading “When the heart burns”

Doing something beyond yourself

There is so much good going out there in the world. There are so many people who see lives as something that exists beyond them. The more I see it, the more I get puzzled and the more I feel compelled to somehow try and assimilate all that goodness in my own life too. MostContinueContinue reading “Doing something beyond yourself”

And not a drop to spare

22nd March was World Water Day. And though I wanted to post on that day, I was so caught up in reading the vast amount of information available on the net, that the post never got written. Today this finally post makes it on the blog. Does it really make a difference if oneContinueContinue reading “And not a drop to spare”

Electricity woes & Alternatives

Its just March and Vashi ( Navi Mumbai, Maharashtra), where my family lives, already faces upto three hours of power-cuts everyday. My friend who lives in nearby Khargar announced that power-cuts would be further increased to 6 hours, as it currently is in areas such as Dombivili. Folks who have big homes and the budgetsContinueContinue reading “Electricity woes & Alternatives”

Those Jamun days I

Everything seems mammoth; the streets, the backyard of the building, those adults that frowned when we made noise and the Jamun tree whose fruit we waited with bated breath for. Memories trickle by slowly as I recollect those innocent years, untouched by pessimism, free from greed, malice or ego. Ghatkopar a small bustling suburb ofContinueContinue reading “Those Jamun days I”

Return to innocence

Went to the balcony a few minutes ago when I heard high pitch giggles. I knew it our relative�s daughter. They happen to live in the same building as us. She and her best friend and other assorted kids her age (all of 6) usually run around the building during evenings, driving cycles, spinning tops,ContinueContinue reading “Return to innocence”