Mommy bug let out a deep sigh. Budku had always been mischievous. But this time, he had been partially right.
"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”
In the capital of the North-Eastern Indian state of Manipur, thousands of women defy all odds, to keep the Ima Keithel from being devoured by modern markets. It is a symbol of the strength of the women who have fought for their rights, and are fiercely independent. I came across this article in the morning … Continue reading She grows, gathers and gives
My grandfather was the eldest in his family. We were his youngest grandchildren. The age difference between us is almost nine decades! My grandfather's life was very eventful. It could be said, that he lead a full life. He was a professor in the Burmese University, joined the Army during the world war, served in … Continue reading From Grandfather, With Love
As the sun prepares to visit this part of the world, a few of its rays have jumped ahead, trying to take a peak at our front entrance. While most of the city is either asleep, or busy getting ready to take on the day's work, my mother opens the door and thoroughly cleans the … Continue reading Patterns On The Floor
I was very fond of my grandmother. She too loved me a lot (don’t all grandmothers!). A little tribute...
Imagine that it is the festival of holi. You're walking down the road and someone throws coloured water at you. How would you react? Right now, I can think of two broad possibilities. One, you take it in good humour and continue playing in the spirit of holi. The other option is that you get … Continue reading Holy water!
A couple of years back, I joined sketching classes. The classes included study of still life, perspective as well as the study of human anatomy. But I kind of got stuck at still life! There is something about putting pencil to paper, and just looking at an inanimate object. Its just sitting there, patiently waiting … Continue reading The special ones
I'm still trying to figure out how to put up stuff here... Late last night I managed to set up a page for my sketches. I also created a page describing myself (looks more like a summary of my Resume :)). While writing this post, there is an advertisement that comes to my mind. Its … Continue reading First Step!