Books
Cancer
I care more about animals than I care about humans, I can create party games on the spur of the moment, I also drink Vodka apart from Wine and Gin :)
Being at a loss of words
I'm not sure I've achieved a lot but I hope being a funny and good human overall, counts.
When in a single year, my poems featured in Femina, I won the Poetry Society of India Award and I decided to publish a book.
I guess, it has to be two personal incidents - my father's demise recently and my divorce a decade ago.
Ratan Tata
Hercule Poirot & Sherlock Holmes
Moriarty
Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, Agatha Christie, PG Wodehouse
And Then There Were None, Anne Frank's Diary, Catcher In The Rye, The Last Days of Hitler, Pride & Prejudice
The Portable Dorothy Parker
Before Sunrise, Pulp Fiction, Scent of a Woman, Satte Pe Satta, Love Actually
The ability to forget
She was a hoot
Adult life between 28 and 35
Playing a musical instrument
Lord Of The Rings
Home, in bed. Generally when I'm unable to sleep and thoughts are whirring in my head.
Silence when I'm writing. Music when I'm not.
Not too bad.
Once the book is published, I don't open it till someone actually asks me to read or sign.
Cosmopolitan
Always check on Grammar - spellos are a big turnoff. But having said that, I'm the worst proof reader in the world!
Savita Nair is a self-confessed 'indulgent' poet. Having spent most of her years as an Advertising copywriter, she finds writing poetry works as a balm to soothe her frayed 'advertising nerves'. Like several other poets, she claims that there are days when nothing eclectic enters her thoughts. And then there are those 'inspired' days when everything mundane, turns into prose. Savita lives for those days and those moments.
The author now resides in Pune and spends her time consulting on brands - interspersed with bouts of poetry writing and self-doubting. Her deep-rooted curiosity in people is what keeps her going - in life and work. She loves to know what makes people tick or tock, why they think what they do and essentially why everyone is so flawed yet fascinating.
When she is not writing poems, ads or songs, Savita is sipping wine, trying to keep up hopelessly with Instagram trends or dreaming of places to travel to.
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