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Could you love the sea if you weren’t introduced to it at a very young age? For instance, do you have to introduce dogs at a young age, when they are still wobbly kneed puppies to salt water? Is it then that they begin chasing the waves? Running into froth and diving for pebbles?
I [...]
Posted on February 27th, 2010 by Neha Viswanathan
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Sometimes you land up at a place that used to hold a lot of awe for you. Like United Coffee House. I couldn’t really afford their prices as a student, but would try and get there anyway. And so it is that when I am in Delhi, I somehow or the other find an excuse [...]
Posted on February 25th, 2010 by Neha Viswanathan
Filed under: Cities, Food and Gastronomy | 6 Comments »
This city must be a cartographer’s delight. Istanbul is unlike any other city I’ve been to. Though it appears to have snatched tiny bits of other cities’ souls.
In Istanbul, I’ve become the tourist that I usually love to make a mockery of. My mouth is constantly open, my jaw perpetually falling, my desire to [...]
Posted on June 21st, 2009 by Neha Viswanathan
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Utterly fantastic song. Almost buttery. Slippery. It’s winter, and it figures that I miss the JatLand. Delhi is on my mind. It’s probably cold there. Somehow, this song gets into a certain winter evening mode. Yes, I am going to launch into the numerous tried and tested clichés about hot chai. But clichés have a [...]
Posted on December 21st, 2008 by Neha Viswanathan
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Blasts in Delhi. We’re okay. Shaken though. CP is where my sis and I have been nearly everyday for the last week and a half. Not that it means anything.
Just shocked really.
Posted on September 13th, 2008 by Neha Viswanathan
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It strikes you sometimes, the random kindness of strangers. These random acts, by themselves insignificant except for a certain moment. Like when you are climbing the steps of a narrow tower, and you find yourself face to face with someone going down. With no space. You negotiate, suck in air. Make yourself smaller than you [...]
Posted on September 5th, 2008 by Neha Viswanathan
Filed under: Cities, Photographs | 12 Comments »
The well rubbed phrase about Bombay being about money, and Delhi being about power is somewhat incomplete. Delhi is about both money and power. In copious amounts. My sister and I were at the Jama Masjid (and other parts of Old Delhi) today and the sheer contrast in the various Delhis is striking.
We climbed [...]
Posted on September 4th, 2008 by Neha Viswanathan
Filed under: Cities, India, Photographs | 4 Comments »
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