Grey hair at the roots, a hint of crow feet, a body that has seen better shape, loose fitting clothes and a permanent resigned expression is something I often associated with the 40s women growing up. Judge me for it but back in the day women, even working ones, paid scarce attention to themselves. Many… Read More Stepping into 40s and all that jazz
Have you ever struggled with your pen or stared at a blank screen when the ideas in your mind just won’t let you rest? There’s so much to say but no word comes out right and no expression seems genuine. Every poem inside you remains unwritten and unsaid. I have, and trust me it’s the… Read More The poem that I wrote, and didn’t
They say there’s no sincerer love than the love of food. I would like to add that there’s no better way to demonstrate your love for someone than serving them their favourite food. Food is the fastest way to reach someone’s heart, and stay there. Rasmalai, with all its sweetness and glory, has achieved that… Read More R is for Rasmalai #BlogchatterA2Z
“I scream, You scream, We all scream for Ice Cream” goes the famous 1920s song. I cannot recollect much of the rest of it and, frankly, don’t see any need to. This line has managed to retain its huge popularity even after many decades, and rightly so. Choosing any food item other than ice-cream in… Read More I is for Ice-cream #BlogchatterA2Z
Do you remember the scene from Coolie in which Amitabh Bachchan tries to prepare French omelette using a recipe shared on the radio? There is much mashing up between the recipe and yogasans, courtesy the tied and hilariously vengeful Rathi Agnihotri. He ends up twisted into a knot, one egg hatched and the others lying… Read More B is for Besan ke Laddoo #BlogchatterA2Z