Travel is not just about seeing different places and trying out varieties of food (as I used to think). It's also about the interesting/annoying people one encounters on the way. The interesting ones enrich the travel experience and the annoying ones give you that feeling of relief that you will not have to see them … Continue reading Of People in Places.
"In every curving beach, in every grain of sand, there is a story of the Earth." Who would have thought that beaches can have so many stories to tell? We see them as sandy or rocky, smooth or rough, white or golden and (unfortunately) polluted or clean. After visiting the beaches at Dapoli, I added … Continue reading The Sands of Time.
modak: (n.m) Indian dumpling-like sweet consisting of freshly grated coconut and jaggery filling and outer cover made of rice flour which is then steamed. Served hot with home made ghee (clarified butter). Can be had at any time of the day or night or month or year and in any quantity. Disclaimer - needs to … Continue reading The Marvellous ‘modaks’ of Dapoli
Wall have ears and maybe that's why buildings have history. So when old buildings get demolished, their history too gets ground into rubble. As do the stories of their inhabitants. The city we live in is slowly and inexorably losing parts of its history as many familiar, old landmarks disappear. Pretty soon, we will be … Continue reading In search of a bygone era.
Food and nostalgia in the company of old friends- now that's a combination that's hard to beat. When my friends and I decided to take a walk down memory lane one Saturday morning, we were very clear that we would be eating all along the way. The meeting point was an old favourite- Marz aka … Continue reading Form Marz to MahaNaaz- eating our way down memory lane.
When my friends and I thought of taking a walk down some of the lanes of our city, it was mainly to look at some of the old houses and buildings that are being swallowed up by 'development'. Their places are being taken by sleek, gleaming structures of granite and glass which lack both charm … Continue reading The Genial Mr. James
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