Sane Ravings

Reflections on books, encounters and people

Men in Musth – Part 1

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The writer delves into the secret world of middle-aged men as they gang up in every nook and corner in the state. What do they talk? Politics? Religion? Business? Don’t you want to know? “Men get naughty at the age of 40. And you just can’t do anything about it, Manu, it is in the age. You’ll know what hits you only when you’re run over by the roaring 40s. Wait until then!” I noticed how excited he was when … Continue reading

The Rum Diary: Ayyappan Ramachandran

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Ayyappan Ramachandran, Principal Correspondent, Deccan Chronicle, Trivandrum was one of my two friends I looked out for a year ago. With his long experience in the media field and the excellent stories he wrote in the New Indian Express and the DC he had already won admiration even from journalists of rival newspapers. I have always been proud of our friendship which goes back more than 15 years. So I pitched the raw idea to him over phone. “Rum, Road … Continue reading

Letters from Niagara

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RRR feels a lot happy when it get letters from distant lands, from people who hardly know the writer outside the website. They’re the true friends to RRR. Theirs is the voice of RRR’s readers from abroad. Here are a couple of letters from Ontario, Canada, where the Niagara falls is situated, laced with care and concern: Hi Manu, I went stark raving mad  after reading a few posts of RRR. It predisposes readers in their favour. If they’re tipplers … Continue reading

Rum, Road and Ravings Turns One

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Barack Obama doesn’t know what Rum, Road, Ravings is. Nor does Arundhathi Roy. In one year RRR hasn’t grown into a phenomenon, it never is destined to become one. But readers from more than one thousand towns in the world have made a touch-and-go, says Google analytics. The time they have spent in this site has always warmed the cockles of this writer’s heart. There is always a reader out there, to listen to my mad ravings. Isn’t that a … Continue reading