a memoir of etchings and wanderings
The small wonders of life constantly surprise me. I still smile thinking of how worried I was about moving to Delhi at the end of my post graduation. Little did I know that these would be some of the best years of my life. Like I always maintain, the people matter most and this post is about one of the most amazing people who I came into close acquaintance with, during … Continue reading “The Korba Wedding.” →
Often I hear myself exclaiming aloud – “What would we do without Google”. Rather, what would we do, without the internet. While in India, I realised that I have the early symptoms of what is commonly known as ‘Online Shopping Addiction’. Flipkart was my best friend and I would spend quite chunk of my meagre salary on books, bags, laptop skins and the likes. I continued to remain rather envious of friends … Continue reading “O.S.A.” →
Hardly anything makes me more happy than rains. I had been thinking that the year’s hundredth post should be about something happy. Somehow, the message got through, and after weeks of the Met Department predicting unstable weather, it finally poured this evening. And I found my subject. It always rains in Muscat on Fridays. I wonder why. Maybe its Mother Nature’s way of saying that this week too, shall pass 🙂 … Continue reading “November Rains” →
This used to be one of my favourite songs during graduation. I think I was around 18 then. We had a college band. They were pretty good. They also let me sing sometimes. I also performed on stage. ‘Fix You’ by Coldplay. Wearing a saree. Yes. I should upload that video sometime. *** So, autumn is here. It is probably my second favourite season … Continue reading “When September Ends.” →
Although I have not been able to catch the seasons on television, I’ve heard that this season of Coke Studio India has been much more impressive and impactful compared to the debutante edition, which was quite the joke. I continue to be mesmerised by our Pakistani cousins as, season on season they churn out the most beautiful, soulful music. I’ve been listening to Season 5 a lot at the new … Continue reading “Entrancing Highs” →
It seems like the rains might finally be here. There is a perpetual overcast and frequent drizzles. I’m in my happiest frame of mind. I’ve also recently discovered ‘Advaita’ – they were playing live at the Olympics Opening Ceremony screened at the British High Commissioner’s Residence. Among the madness, I stood still for a moment and listened to their lead vocalist. This is my recent favourite from them, reflecting the … Continue reading “Engulfed” →
No matter how much I write about it, it will never be enough to express how much I love the rains. Almost everyone who knows me even a little knows of the joy I experience to see the cumulonimbus gathering. I missed the first showers of the season and have been waiting anxiously for them to reappear over the last whole week. As I write, the rain is pouring. Children … Continue reading “Showers Of Blessings” →
One uptight Bengali joint family. One mad Punjabi house of ‘Pinky Phulka Lao’. One very controversial, yet consensual wedding. Twenty-nine years of wedded bless. She grooves to Daler Mehndi. He worships W.A.Mozart. He does the dishes. She cooks like a wonder. She preserves. He disposes. Both love unconditionally. Through their differences, they have grown stronger. Happy twenty-ninth, Ma-Baba. No child could wish for more. June 29, 1983 | Calcutta  June 29, … Continue reading “29 on 29” →
Its good to be at peace. To not to have to think twice before speaking. To hear the chirping of the cuckoo clock which is a year older than I am. To see an actual bath-tub in the bathroom. To experience uninterrupted electricity supply. To have healthy meals on time. To watch football on a flat-screen with Ma and Baba. To know that the sea is just around the corner. … Continue reading “Good To Be” →
A lot of phone calls, a birthday card from Ma-Baba, many blessings later I am twenty five plus two days and floating in the happiness of being given a fabulous Canon 50 mm lens for portraits (Courtesy: Aditya, Ankita, Richa, Milan and Vidha) , a spanking new purple watch (Thank you, Basu), a Jack-in-the-box who says ‘I Love You’, a stuffed toy croc and a lovely FastTrack bag (Thank you, Shoita) , … Continue reading “Happy To Me” →