Back to School

Do you remember the longest association of your life? Mine was my school. I spent almost 13 years in the same institution and if you go by my mark sheets, I wasn’t the smartest of the lot. But every class had that generous soul, the class clown, the mischief maker, the princess, the diva, the…

Take a Chance

If you want to see the world don’t be the fulcrum pin of the ferris wheel. Rather be a nail on one of the benches in one of the cars.” ~Vineet Raj Kapoor

Play On

Imagination is our inner-child and creativity, its playground. ~ Jaeda DeWalt For a child, everywhere is a playground; for an adult, it is the same, only the plays are different! ~ Mehmet Murat ildan

Sew It Up

  It’s a constant complaint from my close friends that I tend to wear clothes that are two sizes too large. Well, I have always been what is known as voluptuous, and it has rarely bothered me. I have lived with women just as blessed as me, so dressing conservatively comes naturally. Yes, I do…

Pickled Summer Love

Growing up, I remember seeing huge porcelain jars like these, in which my grandmother and then my mother would make raw mango and lemon pickles for the entire year. In India, you know summer is here when the market is full of raw mangoes of different varieties. As the sun shine with in its full…

Tangy Memories

  Chana jor garam is a ‘fast-food’ made from cooked chick-peas that are flattened, fried, and seasoned with rich and tangy spices. It is served with chopped onions, tomatoes, fresh coriander, chaat masala and topped with lemon juice. It was on my must-have list when ever we took a trip to the beach. Being a…

Bliss

History is not always about wins or losses. It’s not always bitter either. They can bring some soothing moments back. But like Margaret MacMillan cautions us: “We can learn from history, but we can also deceive ourselves when we selectively take evidence from the past to justify what we have already made up our minds…

Strike and Pocket

Carrom is a very popular indoor game in my part of the world. After dad’s demise, the rest of us would bond over the game. Mom would always say how dad was a champion player and won many accolades at his workplace. With time, my brother and I became quite good at it, but it’s…

Weekly Photo Challenge: Resolved

An old memory, Tinkle surely would’ve been a fond reminder of a happy childhood for many Indian kids my age. And to this day, I love the comic! In fact such was the fanaticism of this publication in my household that my dad diligently collected and preserved hordes of the magazine to bind them into two sets of collectibles….

A Ride Back To Childhood

Do you remember your first ride from a long time ago? I didn’t really have a bike of my own, by my brother did, and he used to teach me how to ride to too. And that bond has last a lifetime! So do you have any memories you would like to share?