A whole new world


(Continued from "We'll draw a green thumb") I watched my father-in-law poke a few holes into the bag with the screwdriver. He left it in the corner, and turned around to find me in a happy daze. Here I was fretting about the lack of an actual ground. 'One can't possibly compost without a hole … Continue reading A whole new world

The girl and the Cherry Tree


Minha stood in front of me. Surrounded by her parents, and standing close to her baby brother's pram, she waited in anticipation for the writer who had written her favourite story. In her arms was a colourful hard-bound book, eagerly waiting for Mussourie's most famous resident to sign it for her. She held it close … Continue reading The girl and the Cherry Tree

The Silk Trap


Mommy bug let out a deep sigh. Budku had always been mischievous. But this time, he had been partially right.

“We’ll draw a green thumb”


"Why can't I have green fingers?" I asked my unsuspecting friend, one day. "It seems everything I plant just refuses to grow. Everyone in my family has green thumbs. Why am I not able to grow even the easiest of plants?" "Oh, is that all?" said my friend. "Don't worry. One day, you and I … Continue reading “We’ll draw a green thumb”

You made my day!

Footsteps in sand

As I make my way to the main road outside our home, I take a quick look at my watch. Quarter to eight. Dang! No time to walk. It's a Saturday morning. I should be lazing under the fan, pressing snooze on my alarm for the fifteenth time. But no time for wishful thinking. There's … Continue reading You made my day!

Serene


This isn't the first time that a Chennai beach forms the setting for a post. And it probably won't be the last. And every time I have written about the waves, it has always been with fondness, and serenity. This week's photo challenge, Serene comes at the most appropriate time. It has been a month … Continue reading Serene

Behind the sounds


Entering the bar, the small stage was straight up ahead—the drums, electric guitars, the tabla, all set up, lit beautifully. The mikes stood straight, the huge speakers on either side waiting for the music to flow through them. The few seats on the left were exclusively for patrons; the bartenders were on the right. 9:40 … Continue reading Behind the sounds

The mocking mural


Have you ever felt like the universe is sending out messages to you? I ask because that's what I've felt lately. Take for instance, this chain of events that have taken place over the past two days. Yesterday, quite by accident, I came across a TED talk by Manoush Zomorodi, in which she explains the … Continue reading The mocking mural

The haveli next door


Lal ghat is perhaps the most tourist-y area of Udaipur, filled with havelis-turned hotels. Most of the hotels and cafes in the areas now boast of roof-top dining, and we explored as many as we could. One particular one, though, stood out. Jaiwana haveli was highly rated on Trip Advisor, and we headed straight there … Continue reading The haveli next door

Puppets


One of the exhibits at Bagore ki haveli, is a hall filled with puppets—of colourful Rajasthani men, women and animals. I'll let the puppets introduce themselves: We are only puppets, our strings are being pulled by unknown forces. ― Georg Büchner “Sometimes when I'm writing, I wonder if the words have a mind of their … Continue reading Puppets