Category Archives: Self
The first intoxication
I’ve spent the whole of today thinking about the first few months on the Internet. We had one of the first few internet accounts in India. An unassuming vsnl account perhaps. I had a powwow username. I can’t quite describe … Continue reading
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Brave new world of make-up
Pots of rouge, little boxes of eyeshadows, gleaming rich colours in lipstick tubes, the creamy sets of foundation and the brushes, always the brushes! It’s a world with forbiddingly high walls if you don’t know what you’re doing. I had … Continue reading
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A truth, cryptically told
Good girls make mistakes. Good girls become girls who can be easily doubted. And they get married to boys who think they are perfect. Good girls then become sad women. Brave Good girls then go onto enter the murky territory … Continue reading
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Stitch in time
How utterly lovely are these old Singer machines? Gold lettering on a heavy body. I have such fond memories of being asked ‘to help’ my mother by turning the hand wheel. After a while, my hand would tire, and I … Continue reading
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A random memory – HigginBotham’s at Madras Central
At Madras Central (or Chennai Central as you young ones call it) in the 1980s, I looked forward to buying books at HigginBotham’s. It was the beginning of the journey back home. The last 36 odd hours on a train … Continue reading
Life and handcream
If my life is going to be one *FacePalm* moment after another, the least I can do is buy decent hand-cream.
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The Tale of Mixer Grinders
I am currently obsessed with kitchenware and gadgets that make the most of a rather tiny kitchen. Part of this madness has been the lust for the perfect food processor. Let me start with a confession though – I have … Continue reading
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