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On homesickness, food and cooking

Needless to say I am somewhat homesick today. (For this moment, home = home with parents). I woke up and realized five minutes later that it was Vijayadashmi. I am not a spiritual person, but at times, I turn religious. There is a calming hypnotic effect in rituals that I yearn for. Plus, as I [...]

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Education and Lakdi Ki Kathi

I completely forgot about this mild horror story from last year. I met a kid in a lift who did not know Lakdi Ki Kathi. Don’t ask me how I found out. But the kid had never heard of the song. Not even heard the tune. He didn’t know what the term meant. And this [...]

In which RR knits me a hat

I’ve never really had anything knitted for me. My mother was coerced by me to try and knit something for me. In the winters, all my classmates wore at least one item that had been lovingly knitted by some woman in their family. It probably has something to do with growing up in the South, [...]

A mid-morning memory

Saturday mid-morning, a sudden rush of energy. The house feels like it’s been drowned in dust. Despite how I romanticized the far-away firang lands as being relatively dust-free, two days without dusting results in a gossamer layer of dust. I dust and sneeze. The unwashed utensils mock me in the sink, and are cleaned. The [...]

Borough Market and photogenic tomatoes

The weather is strangely moody today. We woke to a rather cloudy morning. Dull and heavy. It began to pour later. Not the usual drizzle, but a small dose of thunder and fat drops. When the sun finally came out, rr and I walked to the Borough Market.
There is something incredible about unpackaged vegetables in [...]

A phone call, and it’s all Broom’s fault!

Broom and I have a brief conversation on our mobile phones. During which, as is customary, we say really mean things to each other. About how the other is simply not smart, intelligent or cute enough. Things go as usual. She hangs up. Says she will call later.
My landline rings. I half expect it to [...]