I’m more a dog person than a cat lover, though I don’t really hate felines. If they’re friendly enough, they’re fun to play with. I picked this keepsake on impulse from one of my Singapore trips; it’s hard to dog miniatures in the city. As summer sets in Bangalore, the city is line with these…
Tag: Miniatures
The King and His Men
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall, Humpty Dumpty had a great fall; All the king’s horses and all the king’s men Couldn’t put Humpty together again. The old children’s poem apparently has several myths attached to it. One is that there was a canon name Humpty Dumpty, which was used to capture Colchester during the…
Minion Magic
I love toys; I’m not keen on playing with them, but as an avid collector, they make pretty pictures. My obsession with Minions is almost over, but then again, I haven’t found the right setting for them to pose in. Maybe some you guys can give me ideas on how I can put this much-envied…
Childhood Woes
As children, we would often “perform” for guests visiting home. Be it a nursery rhyme, or telling them about which school we went to and which was our favorite subject, I would often cringe when they came home. But being the daughter of the house, I was left with the duty of offering water and…
Wonder Woman
A few days ago, I sat through a session that highlighted a social phenomenon called the superwoman syndrome. Although the second wave of American feminism which roughly started in the 1970-80s spoke about the need for work-life balance, it isn’t till now that we take this seriously. American feminist Betty Friedan, argued that “superwomanhood” of…
Hang In There
When I was younger, I would often wonder why its called keeping pretenses up. It’s fake, why would you want to keep at it? As I learnt more, I realized if you are pretending, you have to maintain it. At first from need, later out of habit. Keeping anything up is an exhausting experience, and…
When Water is Thicker Than Blood
I’ve written about these often on my blog. My true love and king of chaat will always be the humble pani puri. So pure is my love for this chaat that it is immortalized outside my fridge as a magnet. Just looking at the door reminds me of grabbing a plate. Alas, Bombay is too…
What Do You See?
So it’s International Women’s Day today. As a lady, I like to celebrate my existence for myself everyday. But it’s not enough to elevate a gender; people need to celebrate their individuality. If we fail to be better versions of ourselves, how will a society or a civilization progress? How many of us see broken…
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…
Come Eat With Me
I am a really poor eater, my mother will happily tell you unhappy tales of my love for small quantities of food. But lately, I have rekindled my love for food from home, keepsakes and crafts (that got lost as life happened, a little too much, I guess). This picture is yet another attempt of…
Snapshots of my World 