Meetup 138: Travel, food and sport. What more do you need?


Last Saturday, Satpal Daryanani hosted a session at Write Club that was full of fun and frolic. We had a full house with about thirty-five members, so though giving personal feedback on each piece was not feasible, Satpal did a respectable enough job listening to everybody and saying something intelligible about each piece. This is probably the hardest part of being a host at Write Club: sometimes the focus wavers just a little bit and boom! You realize a piece has passed you by.

Here is how the session was structured. Feel free to poach these ideas for your own writing.

Warm Up

Being one of the old-timers, Satpal followed what we call the ‘classic Write Club’ structure: warm up, exercise 1 and exercise 2. His prompt for this part was to freewrite about how an average day in your life would pan out. Not very creative, I think we can all agree, but this was meant to just wriggle the fingers and get some juices flowing into the brain.

Exercise 1

This one was about sport. Since the soccer world cup and Wimbledon are on, it’s not hard to see where the inspiration for this came from. If you’re not a sports buff, don’t worry. Just write about how much you hate sports, or how you just don’t care about them. Failing that, write a story where sports plays a central part. Incidentally, one of the best pieces of the afternoon was of this type: it told the tale of a man called ‘Sixer Satish’ who writes himself into the annals of Indian Cricket history in a rather innovative way – by becoming the first spectator to die after being hit in the head by a cricket ball. There was also a rather funny piece about a bunch of people playing cricket with tennis rackets on a tennis court with a tennis ball, and never stopping to wonder why they weren’t playing tennis.

Exercise 2

This is a mix of travel and food. The aim is to write a piece in which the character is undertaking a journey for the sake of food. Needless to say, there was much lip-smacking and wistful sighing when these pieces were read. Sarson ka saag with anaar chutney made an appearance, and so did gulab jamun and ice cream. Some of us drank cool tender coconut water at the break of dawn in a Hampi cottage, bathed in morning breeze that came running over the Tungabhadra. Others preferred flesh, the raw and pasty kind. Some spoke about smells and flavours, others about memories hidden in their favourite foods.

Needless to say, right after the meeting we rushed into a restaurant. It was 5 PM, but we didn’t care. It was time to eat.

Have you ever tried writing about food that tingles your tongue and kindles your mind? Why not try now?

Image Courtesy: Food Beautiful Food 

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