Book, Beer, Terrorists & their f****** rights…

This was a movie day, reached early at the multiplex and had a solid hour to spend…running out of wit, I decide to grab a couple of beers at four in the evening!!! So here is this beautiful cafe cum bar representing everything chic and uber, running with the times, hip layout and suave presentation….

MAGGI philosophies….

It was a writer’s block or was I gathering the wit and courage not to be repetitive this time round or perhaps a serious lack of different topics or simply the absence of a suitable metaphor….I really don’t know but wordpress tells me its been two months and I haven’t written anything!!! Why Maggi….simply nothing…

Role Reversals…

I was watching this movie PIKU (which happens to be my pet name too…), yesterday was mother’s day, had a challenging session tutoring mom for using her new mobile (which by sheer coincidence (albeit totally unplanned / unintentionally…) turned out to be her Mother’s day gift…) & this latest pic I had posted on Instagram….I…

Gratitude & Mindfulness…

gratitude (/ˈɡratɪtjuːd/   noun)… “the feeling of being grateful and wanting to express thanks” – Oxford Advanced Learner’s Dictionary mindfulness (/ˈmʌɪn(d)f(ʊ)lnəs/)… (1) the quality or state of being conscious or aware of something; (2) a mental state achieved by focusing one’s awareness on the present moment, while calmly acknowledging and accepting one’s feelings, thoughts and bodily sensations……..

Revisiting Dad’s camera…

It was after 08 months that I had been to Balasore. With the pace and events in life, I had moved out of this place more than a decade ago & some of the memories were lost in some quaint corner of the brain. Dusting off the closets was just another routine you needed to…

Pulao…

This is the one cuisine that every Indian loves, in his or her own way maybe, the archetypical Pulao… I love it too and never leave a moment to go overboard with the lunch when the Pulao is on offer. Every part of India adds a distinctive flavor of its own to it and yet…

The Bedlamp story…

I had been meaning to click this bed lamp of mine since…God knows when!!! Every night I slept off in this rickety old town in the last two and a half years, this has been probably the last thing I saw as I signed off for the day. The steady & last beam of light for…