When was the last time.you made something only for yourself? Not for your children or your husband, you parents or your wife, or even for Instagram or Facebook? . . . I used to always love cooking for myself. My brothers – a whole lot of them – and sister were my benefactors. Also my guinea pigs. They bore everything I made – from poha … Continue reading If you love yourself, cook for yourself.
So this morning I excitedly posted some pictures of my breakfast, something I usually not do until after I have eaten it. There were two reasons for that. One: I had been planning to go to the place — a stare run canteen — for more than two years now. Two: I was excited to see my favorite menu from Bangalore available in Delhi. Then … Continue reading Karnataka Food Center: Much ado about nothing.
I had first heard of the Surajkund Crafts fair when I was in college and i had loved idea. Imagine a fair dedicated to the handicrafts, for two whole weeks! It was another story though that reaching there for me seemed impossible. Here I was in a small town, living a student life, far away from the capital, and there was Surajkund, almost 500 miles … Continue reading Another Year At Surajkund Crafts Fair.
Delhi is a hard place to love. It is rude and ruthless, cold and indifferent. It tests you in ways no other city can. Its vast open spaces can intimidate you, its crowded streets can terrify you. And its people? The lesser said about them the better — or so they say. Landing into this city sixteen years ago was a dream come true for … Continue reading The Delhi I love (and that loves me back.)
India is a land of festivals, and festivals, in our country, signify only one thing – food. While most festivals boast of elaborate meals prepared well in advance and cooked through the day, do you know that there is one festival, which celebrates the most humble meal ever? What’s more amazing is that the festival and the food share their name? Thanks to Bollywood we … Continue reading The Khichdi of My Childhood, This Sankranti
Wherever your compass may face, the season of harvest festivals will have you indulging in a unique local festivity every January. Continue reading Pongal, Uttarayana, Bihu, Lohri: One Festival, Many names
My love affair with books began very late in life. In my 30s to be precise. Until then they had been passing acquaintances, the kinds you’d spend a few minutes with while waiting for the kids at the bus-stop, but never invite home. It is not as though I did not try to read. In college, after I got married, during holidays, and on many … Continue reading My Books and I
If there was one thing I did in 2017, it was travel. Mostly across the country, sometimes across continents. I travelled on the first day of the year, and the last, and also many, many days in between. I went to some old places, and many, new ones. Which then were my favourite? 1. How do you even begin to describe a city that has … Continue reading Oh! The places you’ll go — 2017 a year in Travel.
A tiny town in the heart of rural Bengal surrounded by paddy fields and hutments, flanked by low hills and lakes, little known to the outside world, and taken for granted by the locals. Bishnupur, in the first look, may seem like an ordinary hamlet, displaying no visible sign of being an important center on the historical and cultural map of Bengal. But sometimes what … Continue reading Bishnupur: An Unlikely Hero