the weird fiction of Jayaprakash Satyamurthy
I loved 'speed of ignorance'! Also the Chandamama-y quality to the interlude, which signifies for us an escape better than anything else, no?
I didn't realise it, but another friend also pointed out that Chandamama-like quality, and I thought that was a fortuitous resonance. All the ghost stories in the story are actual Bangalore ghost stories, told to me by friends and acquaintances. One, however, may also be found in a collection of Oriental ghost stories by Lafcadio Hearn.
I quite liked it, but didn't find it as good as the other three.I didn't think of it that way, but Chandamama-y is a great characterisation of the whole meeting with the come tomorrow ghost.Maybe that's why I didn't like it so much, because I felt that the Chandamama-iness didn't transmit well to the rest of it. Not that I think it was intended to, but more like it sort of did even though it wasn't intended. Or something similar.Oh, and I really cringed at 'speed of ignorance.'