Nirupama Dutt
My blogs
- My Father's Essays
- Chalte Chalte
- My Album
- Filmifunda
- Play Is The Thing
- Short fiction
- ArtShaart
- Orverse
- Guftagu
- Dancing Days
- Half the Sky
- Music Matters
Gender | Female |
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Industry | Publishing |
Occupation | writer |
Location | Chandigarh, Chandigarh, India |
Introduction | WICKED WOMAN If you come to my city you are bound to find my name in the roster of wicked women I have all that it takes to be as wicked as they come I have a goblet brimming over in my hand My laughter is known for its abandon Flames find a home in my mouth My hear beats and every nerve does a little dance The road is at my feet And just the sky above I have the courage to bear and express myself without fear... Besides being a wicked woman, a journalist of many seasons, a poet, a prose writer and a wannabe novelist. |
Interests | Reading, writing, thinking, brooding, cooking, eating, travelling, talking, walking, listening to music, art |
Favorite Movies | Sujata, Bandini, Teesri Kasam, Pather Panchali, Meghe Dhaka Tara, Pyasa, Pather Panchali |
Favorite Music | Ghazals, folk, old Hindi film melodies |
Favorite Books | Chronicle of a Death Foretold, Wuthering Heights, Mill on the Floss, Chekov's Stories, The Fall, Between the Acts, Alexandria Quartet, Pather Panchali, Moon and the Sixpence, The Razor's Edge, To Kill A Mocking Bird, Mrs Dalloway, The Bell Jar |
If mud is dirt plus water, what is clay?
Clay is what we are made of.