Beyond The Sea…

waves

I've always been fond of the sea - perhaps because I live in the mainland. Visiting a beach is a luxury. I love the way the waves playfully tickle my toes. At the same time they warn me - I'm aware that the sea is trying to pull me close... It is the Bay of… Continue reading Beyond The Sea…

Happy Harvesting!

pongal

Bread on my Butter


Its January, and its cold. The sun hasn't shown up for work in a long time. The fog is intense, and it is hard to see anything beyond fifty feet. With great effort, I leave the comfort of my blanket. I keep water on the stove. My fingers go numb, as I wash a piece… Continue reading Bread on my Butter