Pop Goes the Slop

Life in South Mumbai long ago as well as contemporary concerns including cinema, fiction and socio-cultural topics form the core of Pop Goes the Slop.

Sunday, March 29, 2015

Liar, liar, pants on fire. Hanging on a telephone wire.

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That I shall leave this world unsung is, truth to tell, a blessing in disguise. Haven’t you noticed how Indian obit writers unabashedly ...
Sunday, March 22, 2015

Rape, rape, go away. Little Mina wants to play. (Why rape won’t ever quit India. Or, anywhere else for that matter.)

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What is rape? The word derives most likely from the 14 th century Middle English rapen out of the Anglo-French raper from the Latin r...
Friday, March 20, 2015

Mr Godin says No. (Is God in?)

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Some days, it’s best to stay in bed. Friday, 20 March (not 13, mind you, but the unpropitious New Moon Day nonetheless) was one of them....
Tuesday, March 10, 2015

Two Lives in a memory warp. Being the story of the Mankar couple who lived and died at 233 Khetwadi Main Road as remembered by their son.

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Is there such a thing as the “perfect memoir”? Search me. That nothing of that ilk has probably ever been extant dawned on me only when ...
Tuesday, October 14, 2014

UFO Sightings. (UFO as in Unexpected Foreign Object.)

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Jeffrey Bernard is not everyone’s cup of tea. Or, more appropriately in his case, peg of Smirnoff. I was pointed to him by an erstwhile ...
Wednesday, September 03, 2014

What’s in a name? A lot, it looks like.

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I read The Wrap for entertainment news, Hollywood movies and TV stuff. Read and forget – that’s my usual routine. But this Wrap rap http...
Friday, August 29, 2014

The Evil That Men Do. (We Indians are like that only.)

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True tale. No names. This story about masculine hegemony is from the seventies. It was told to me a while back by an erstwhile colle...
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Deepak Mankar
I read. I write. I work. I live. At least, I think I do all those things. Recently, someone who was out of touch for a long time advised me to "Get a life". I decided to get a blog, instead.
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