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.)
What is the first thing that comes to your mind when I say millets? Until not very long ago, I could think of only ragi mudde, bajra khichdi, and makai roti. That changed about a month ago when I attended the #tastingindiasymposium in December. The symposium focused on matters like sustainability of crops, welfare of the farmer, outreach of the programs, and food wastage — or how … Continue reading Millets for Dinner — and Lunch and Breakfast!
The thing about tasty, soul-satisfying food is that it it never complicated. Neither to make, nor on the palate. It is usually just simple everyday ingredients put together to create something that is wholesome, nutritious, tasty, and satisfying. Sagpaita is one such thing. I grew up eating Sagpaita. In my dadi’s sprawling bungalow in Kanpur, at the duplex father rented in Allahabad, a portion of … Continue reading I’m making Sagpaita this Dal Day, What about you?
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The first time I had to describe tehri to someone, I was at a loss. More difficult than explaining the simple dish was accepting the fact that there was someone who did not know what tehri was. After all, I had grown up eating it every other day. As luck would have it, in the years to… Continue reading This Spring Colour Your Rice Yellow
Delhi is often seen as the city of rich and powerful. It is known for its ill-mannered people and their brashness; their new money and their ‘show off culture’. (In)famous for rudeness and in-your-face attitudes, known for hostility and competitiveness. But is that all that the people of Delhi are about? What about the invisible men who run the city — the engines that pumps … Continue reading People of Delhi
A middle-aged man, wearing a red turban and a shy smile, stands awkwardly next to Madhubala, the glint in his eyes suggests that he is half believing himself to be Salim of Mughal-e-Azam; Madhubala only seems glad about it. Not very far away, a lady in her 40s has her arms around Ranbir Kapoor. She giggles like a teenager, and poses with the ease of … Continue reading Madame Tussauds, Delhi: A Glamorous World of Iconic Celebrities
“Brussels has nothing, why are you spending so many days there?” This was something I heard over and over again by people who got to know of our plan to be in the city for five long days. I arrived in the Belgian capital tad worried: had I really made a mistake by keeping too much time for one city? My doubts were laid to … Continue reading Brussels: The Unsung Hero of Europe
I have a thing for old dilapidated houses. In them I see the decay of generations, the worthlessness of ambition, the insignificance of pride. You find them everywhere if you look hard enough. I have found them in the middle of the busiest street, among the ugliest, albeit modern, buildings; in narrow alleys of old towns and in sprawling avenues of British built cities. I … Continue reading Hiraeth: A Home That No Longer Exists
Come December, everyone and everything reminds you what you don’t want to be reminded of: that you have lost another year. As if the calender is not enough, now you have facebook too. Just as I logged in to my account this evening, there was a prompt telling me to review the year gone by. Pessimist to the core, I would have cringed otherwise but … Continue reading Books That Changed My Life — Or So It Seems