Why do we celebrate: Mekhal ?

Step 1: They took his hair away My baby cousin ( he was born in ’92 the year otherwise famous for the Cricket world cup) has been a lovely boy. Obsessed with his hair generally (especially when he was in his precious teens). I’m not heavy into gifts but the one thing I did get…

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Regional Cinema (Marathi): Doghi

All basic economics lessons will tell you how the GDP approach (to measure economic growth) has issues. All basic economics lessons will also have a critique of the human development (index) approach. There are no perfect measures (yet), however, it was only while watching Doghi (a 1995, Marathi movie directed by Sumitra Bhave and Sunil…

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Did you try sitting by the open door of a train?

My heart’s sold to trains. As I oft described before. U-Bahns that I now take make me feel like I own my urban world. U-Bahns that incidentally inspire Favicons of this blog. Metro train lists that I compare to see how many cities I’ve travelled to, smug-ly. Trains in bustling Delhi like metros, with closed doors. Doors that…

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A Native Homestay

The right amount of focus Homestays have such immense potential. Especially when they belong to empty unknown hamlets with wonderful cottage-mates. One could drive of course in fanciness. Aber it wouldn’t be worthwhile to miss out on the local with ladies on serious business drives. In small spaces. Oder, the rickshaw wallah overcharging (with free…

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Teri Meri Kahaani Dilli Mein

There are weekends on very long June summer days that appear selfishly long. They make you think of, yearn for the more odd-paced Januarys. Delhi breathes differently in the winter. Smallish more critical lanes in its big heart beat indifferently, till you let yourself lose control, hold hands, following poets. In squalor, history, and Ballimaran. Parts…

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From Papa’s

Traditionally, and these days depending on time, the whole family gets together in the night, every night, for a week at the least, to sing, considering it is, the shaadi waala  ghar [the wedding house] and such activities are meant to be fruch [auspicious]. The next day of wedding, Srinagar Kashmiri songs are accompanied by…

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Grandmother. On Love.

Once in summer holidays, grandmother was in great mood. With her bahus and in general. Grandmother likes being the mother hen and having the whole family around, I have noticed. They started talking about children, love, cute things children shouldn’t know yet. And everyone started hush-hushing. When blatantly, she shot off: what’s the hush-hushing about….

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Zo!

After uneasy conversations laced with summer crankiness, saved for each other, we find us an afternoon escape. With studied brightness. Subdued colours that appear sharper, as we let our eyes feel in. Others look away dispassionately. Their vintage eyes witness to many a pair before. Your eyes mock at my oft Mediterranean sensibilities. I shyly allude…

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