Non- Fiction

Out of the Blue (Conclusion)

Continued from Out of the Blue (I) Today we began by talking of rain. With monsoon just round the corner, we were both behaving like giddy school kids on the verge of the two month summer holidays. The glee in our voice would have been obvious to anyone. Monsoon is very personal to both of […]

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Out of the Blue (I)

Anup called today after a long gap today. I don’t even remember how long it had been since we talked last. Our hellos barely over, the first thing I said to myself was, “He wants to talk for a long time today.” The sentence came out of the blue. It was triggered by nothing whatsoever, […]

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Bless You

Purba Ray is to the Indian blogging world what fragrance is to a wild rose. Each defining each, as it were. A few weeks ago this bong femme fatale prettily asked me if I would do a guest post for her. I don’t want to inundate you with similes but this was like a pretty […]

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Beacon of the Wise

Dreamer: I am so excited! Doubter: Not me. I don’t like this at all. It’s far away and could be dangerous. Dreamer: Nonsense! This is my dream handed to me on a silver platter. Doubter/Realist (they’re close cousins): Who is going to run your business while you’re away? Dreamer: My fabulous team whom I completely […]

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A Little Deeper

You meet people randomly on the net. You read people; some you connect with, some not. You find some sensible while others make you wonder if they were dropped carelessly on their head when they were babies. And some, frankly, make your toes curl up in rank distaste for the aroma of moist, rancid rot […]

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Fragile Life

A year ago, I didn’t know there was a lady blogger called Janaki Nagraj who spun poems and wrote about things that made an impact on her; was a fitness enthusiast and a hands- on mom. Janaki is gem collector. She trawls the internet and selects priceless gems from it- be they thought provoking insights, […]

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RIP Tarla Dalal

My first ever cookbook was written by the queen of cookbooks- Tarla Dalal. Those years, hers were the only dependable cookbooks. She made everything seem so easy to do. Her measurements were always perfect to a T. She took the uncertainty of out of the most complicated dishes. Cakes and desserts were  impossible to tame, […]

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