Of Loss, RD, and Gulzar

They say you leave a little bit of yourself with everyone you have loved -- and lost. No wonder then that we eventually remain just a skeleton of who we once were: when you give away parts of your heart, soul, mind, and sometimes even body away skeletons are the only things that remain, isn't …

Bar-B-Q — Quintessential Chinese in the heart of Kolkata

“Anirban! The middle-aged man has already called the name out thrice when he decides to stop and allot the table to the next person. Next in line is a group of women who are only too pleased at the unexpected promotion. Just as they are about to occupy the table, Anirban appears out of nowhere. …

Khurchan, Khoya,Ghee.. and how to make it.

As a kid we'd often get home from school to a strong earthy aroma. It not only enveloped the house, but you could also smell it outside in the lane, the gate, the lawn. (Yes! Those were the days of large bungalows). The heady smell was that of fresh ghee. The process of making it …

Buknu – The Spice of UP!

You can take a girl out of UP but not UP out of a girl. As a kid buknu poori and buknu paratha was my staple food at my neighbor's place in Kanpur. Those were times when you could spend days at someone's house without having to worry about inconveniencing them or invading their privacy. …

Of Mr. Bond and I, on His Birthday.

This is one of my earliest pieces of writing. I had written it only for myself on my now redundant blog. Putting it here for his birthday. The last few days were tough, there were thick clouds of uncertainty, darkness of despair and gloom of loneliness. The feeling enveloped me soon after a fairly good …

Bisnupur — Red Earth, Blue Sky.

At ten in the morning you’d expect any tourist place to have people around. You would also expect to get basic nourishment, and directions to the touristy ‘spots’ the town is famous for. But then Bishnupur is hardly a tourist place. A tiny town, that appears to be more of a hamlet, Bishnupur sits right …

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