Right from August, the festival season starts in India. With guests walking in and out of our houses, it becomes rather important to keep your den presentable and clutter free. I’m neither a pig nor a clean-a-holic. I live with acceptable standards of cleanliness, though my friends may think otherwise. As we gear up for…
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Hello, Mister Snowman
City sidewalks, busy sidewalks.Dressed in holiday styleIn the air there’s a feeling of ChristmasChildren laughingPeople passingMeeting smile after smileand on every street corner you’ll hear Silver bells, silver bellsIt’s Christmas time in the cityRing-a-ling, hear them singSoon it will be Christmas day Strings of street lightsEven stop lightsBlink a bright red and greenAs the shoppers…
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…
Sita Kalyanam
Sita Kalyana VaibhogameRama Kalyana Vaibhogame The great celebration of the marriage of Sita, The great celebration of the marriage of Rama, Pavanaja Stuti Patra Pavana Charitra Ravi Soma Vara Netra Ramaniya Gatra (Sita) He who is praised by Hanuman, the son of wind, He who has a very holy story, He whose eyes are the…
Onam Ashamsakal
I feel privileged to be born and raised with a very cultural diverse background. My parents were born in two different ends of Tamil Nadu, my father’s ancestral village is on the border of Kerala. I am Bombay-bred, and grew up with people from all walks, cultures and ethnicity of the world. Being an agrarian…
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…
Ganpati Bappa Moriya!
Ghalin lotangan vandin charan || Dolyani pahin rup tujhe || Preme alingan anande pujin || Bhave ovaleen mhane nama || 1 || I will bow and lie at your Feet To see your true form with my own eyes I will embrace hug you with all the love I have and worship you with pure joy To worship…
Playing Time…
One of the most cherished memories of my childhood was this beautiful teak wood, championship grade carrom board. The old baby pink striker was embossed with a fish that had scales. Eventually, mom got us a pearl white one, which wasn’t as smooth as the pink one, so we never gave up on our old…
Snapshots of my World 