Imploring From The Windowsill

If you live in a city as bustling as Mumbai, it’s a miracle if you live in a house with windows that open and not slide. Space is a major constraint in the financial capital of India, so luxuries like balconies, ledges and sill outside your window are a rarity. Romeos implore their Juliet on…

Frost For The Feast

‘Tis the last festivities of the year before the curtain falls on a very difficult decade of my life. If you are a regular here, you’d realize the secular nature of my upbringing. As a child, I loved Diwali as much as I looked forward to Christmas. Studying in a convent meant we’d practice for…

Bahubali!

I was mesmerized with the Buttermilk falls, a lot more than I imagined. Right in the center, high up the falls, there is a rock that resembles a fallen tree. Now don’t get me wrong, this is not the place that the famed shivlinga scene from the famous movie Bahubali (part 1) was shot. I’m…

True Love

I have never understood how a foodie is described socially. I love trying out different things, but sadly I have a small stomach. So I can eat a lot of different things, but not a lot in quantity. My gastronomic journey in Bangalore has been disappointing to say the least. One of my favorite things…

Falling To Rise

We live in strange times, reality and fantasy is a blur. Sometimes, I feel we live in a Jumanji-esque universe-when the game is over, the world will become normal again. Forget politics or the mess made by the rich and powerful people in the world, the life I lead also seems to be crumbling around…

Not So Mini…

If you are a regular here, you’d realize my love for all things tiny. But my love for miniatures doesn’t stem from collectibles. This craze actually started when I accidentally discovered the tilt-shift effect. Therein, from my first visit in Prague, the seeds of my obsession with miniatures were sowed in, way back in 2010….

Fragile

Dandelion translates to Lion’s tooth in French, and signifies the transition of life. The flower, in its full bloom is a bright shade of yellow, and as it matures, it turns white and brittle. The Dandelion blooms at the start of spring and by winter, the fluffs start to disintegrate with the blowing winds. Its…

Buttermilk, Anyone?

This is the Jhari Waterfalls in Chikmagalur, also know as the Buttermilk Waterfalls. The name comes from the speed of the fall that resembles churned buttermilk. Reaching the place from the main motor-able road is a journey in itself. You sit in a rickety, yet fancy jeep and need to endure a very bumpy ride….

Road to Nowhere

A lot many years ago, when I used to teach for a living, I would often give pep talks to my students. I’d often tell them to take the sessions I taught them to be the easiest in the world. I continue to live by this logic, the easiest things are what you believe you…

Splash!

I am a thorough water baby. I grew up with the ocean and backwaters right in my backyard. When we were younger, my father often whisked us off to Gorai Khadi, which is a little further than a stone throw away from our house. The sound of gushing or even quiet waters is so very…