The thing about memories is that they set off a train of thoughts that race through the mind; like those 'painted stations' that 'whistle by' in Stevenson's much-loved poem 'From a Railway Carriage'. Just one post about my summer holidays and it's like 'Yesterday Once More' in my mind. So, here's another snippet from those … Continue reading Of Monkeys at the Mission
In this large sub-continent, there's a large state. And somewhere in this large state, there's a small-ish dusty town. And in this small-ish dusty town lined with dusty, crowded streets, narrow lanes and untidily planned buildings is a church with a garden around it. And leading out of the garden to one side is a … Continue reading The Mission
Sleek, smooth and reassuringly solid, their ivory-toned, silky-smooth handles slid comfortably into my palms. I had been seeing them around for ever. They were used as butter knives, to spread jam, slice cheese, fruits and even cakes. They had their own box lined with white satin and each knife also had its own slot in … Continue reading It was the knives that started it all!
Sunday mornings are special because of the Sunday paper. After a week of skimming through headlines and columns during the course of a busy work day, reading the Sunday paper at leisure is a ritual. First there's that reassuring patter of footsteps that announce the arrival of the newspaper boy. Which is then followed by … Continue reading Lock: down and in – a Sunday morning ritual shot to pieces.
To say that 2020 did not start well would be putting it mildly. But for me, the bad part started somewhere around June 2019 and just carried on from there. And no, there was no tragic incident that disrupted the even tenor of my life. But on the work front, I had started looking forward … Continue reading Lock: down and in- Be careful what you ask for and all that…
'Justaju jiski thi, usko toh na paaya hum neIss bahane se magar dekh li duniya hum ne' No translation can do justice to the depth, meaning and sadness in these lines which loosely mean "I did not find what i had been searching for, but on this pretext, I saw what the world is like" … Continue reading Umrao Jaan- a review
Leave me alone! Life has unexpected ways of coming full circle. As an only child, I got used to having just myself for company quite early. It never really bothered me when my parents would go out in the evenings to attend parties or meet friends. For me, that meant more time in my room … Continue reading Embracing Solitude.
It's true that spending time with one's grown up kids is like being with the best version of oneself. The only thing that comes close is spending time with friends. Especially travelling with friends. Even a flight delayed by 5 hours can't take away the smiles. A couple of years ago, I got lucky enough … Continue reading Travels with Friends
A place cannot be judged solely on the basis of its appearance, history and culture, the people matter too. The most beautiful spot on earth would lose its appeal if the inhabitants were unfriendly or unwelcoming. Here I must confess that I was guilty of having a few stereotypical misconceptions about the kind of people … Continue reading Padharo Mhare Desh- Discovering Rajasthan, Part 3
Nearly 300 photographs were taken in the 4 days that I spent in Rajasthan. The count could very easily have doubled had it not been for two places we visited where photography was strictly forbidden, and very understandably too. The first of these places was the Delwara Temples in Mt. Abu. Now, Mt. Abu by … Continue reading Padharo Mhare Desh- Discovering Rajasthan, Part 2
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