Lock Down Baking

I like cooking, but I don’t find the activity therapeutic or spiritual. There was a time I would bake a lot of nankhaties (Indian shortbread cookies) in my mother’s microwave, but that phase faded when college ended. A lot of life happened, and cooking eventually became a burden. I did start cooking again when I…

Greet Your Friends

Thank you for being a friendTraveled down a road and back againYour heart is true, you’re a pal and a confidant I’m not ashamed to sayI hope it always will stay this wayMy hat is off, won’t you stand up and take a bow And if you threw a partyInvited everyone you knewWell, you would…

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…

Lurking in the Shadows

There is something about masks that intrigues me. You already know that I am a closet romantic, and unfortunately, I haven’t been able to get the right book that makes me swoon inside my head. I ended up reading some incredily stupid “trashy” romantic novels for the month of love. Now, don’t get me wrong;…

830 Posts: That’s a Wrap, 2018!

When I started this space in 2011, and in effect the post a day challenge, it took me 18 days to get stuff out from my drafts. I ended the year with 350 posts, and given the passage of time, this milestone of 800+ should’ve been crossed years ago. But posting everyday, with a picture…

Something Just Like..

“I hope that in this year to come, you make mistakes. Because if you are making mistakes, then you are making new things, trying new things, learning, living, pushing yourself, changing yourself, changing your world. You’re doing things you’ve never done before, and more importantly, you’re Doing Something. So that’s my wish for you, and…

It’s Christmas!

City sidewalks, busy sidewalks,Dressed in holiday style,In the air there is a feeling,of Christmas Children laughing,People passingMeeting smile after smile,And on every street corner you’ll hear :Silver bells, silver bellsIt’s Christmas time in the cityring- a- ling, hear them ring,soon it will be Christmas day. Strings of street lights,Even stop lights,Blink a bright red and…

Dead Beat

Life is an endless series of trainwrecks with only brief commercial-like breaks of happiness. This had been the ultimate commercial break. Which meant it was time to return to our regularly scheduled programming. ~Deadpool