Let There Be Light

I love Diwali. Apart from the common traditions, I have my own ways and means to celebrate. I tend to buy a lot of locally made clay lamps, and I love experimenting with paints of different types. I love them bright and clean; glitter or shimmer is not my thing. This year, I picked small…

Celebrations of Life

Like I’ve mentioned many times before, India is incredibly festive as a country; we look for reasons to cook, dress up and celebrate with everyone around. Many of these recipes are an indication of the region you belong to and the season the celebration is in. Since I have lived in Bombay since I was…

Welcome Home

Home isn’t where the heart is; it is what captures a piece of your imagination and you place it in a special part of your soul. It is where you feel the safest and most comfortable. My home is more than a roof over my head: It is my people, my food, my favorite books,…

Cycle Of Life

There is nothing more simple or complicated than life itself. We all go through the waterfall of life: hesitation, denial, blame, acceptance and eventually submission. In between denial and acceptance, we tend to experience a gamut of emotions, mostly angst, betrayal, sadness, impatience and remorse. Then there are random acts of kindness. The world doesn’t…

Tailor-Made

I like functional clothes, clothes that basically cover one up comfortably. Aesthetics in clothing or fashion don’t really excite me, but I do prefer well-tailored clothes. Alas, my sedentary lifestyle means my clothes go out of size faster than they go out of fashion. This may surprise people who probably know what I do for…

Celebrating Life

Festivals in India is fun, festive and brimming with food. As you’d probably know, if you’ve been around a while, I get to celebrate 3-4 harvest festivals because of my lineage. I’m a Tamilian, who’s parents belong to either sides of the state’s border, and I was born and raised in Mumbai, which celebrates the…

The Legacy of Relationships

I am very lucky to be the bratty younger sibling to my naughtier and more thrill-seeking elder brother. Yet the rush of threatening to tattle on him is something I cannot express in words. Years rolled by, but we never became confidants. People often ask me if I am close to my brother, and I…

The Bliss of Books

In my experience, bibliophiles tend to have the best noses. What is the correlation, you ask? Ask anyone who reads, they’d unflinchingly tell you how much they long for and love the smell of books, new or old, worn, fresh of the press or used. But very few take the pains to see the year…

The Worn-out Chair

We all have a favorite object of desire that we refuse to abandon. A lucky pair of socks, that cozy t-shirt or a rare book, each have a story to tell. Whether a hoarder or not, you cannot deny that somethings are too hard to let go off. It may be a car, a PJ…

Sukhkarta Dukhharta … Suravaravandana

Sukhkarta Dukhharta Varta VighnachNurvi Purvi Prema Kripa JayachiSarvangi Sundara Uti ShendurachiKanthi Jhalake Maala MuktaphalanchiJai Deva Jai Deva Jai MangalamurtiDarshanamatre Manakamana Purti Salutations the giver of joy, the remover of sorrow, and the one who eliminates hurdlesthe one who spreads love and grace everywherethe one with a beautiful body smeared with vermilionand the one who sports…