South India
From where I stood, there was no way to guess what was cooking inside the large mansion. From outside the house, I could not guess what was being cooked inside, even though the strong scent could have led me on. Crispy sweetmeats simmering and sizzling in huge bronze pots. A graceful woman kept going back and forth carrying large bowls of baked candies on her hip. From another room came the whisper of the television. Standing by the door, the curvy figure of a young beauty a young woman acknowledged my presence with a delicate smile.
In the courtyard, two little boys played with sticks and sand. There was no separation between life and work, among family and colleagues. I wondered what their working hours were.
Holy Dust
In her cosy New England kitchen, my grandmother is serving me a cup of green tea. She then sits in front of me, staring. Finally, she asks
Narrative • North India
The Jasmine Lady of Madurai
The jasmine, called Mallipoo in Tamil, is said to have risen to significance when the legendary Kind Pari spotted it during one of his hunting trips...
Narrative • South India
An Old-World Luminescence
Get a glimpse of the unique cuisine of the Parsi community, documented through the waning Parsi cafes that were once an integral part...
Behind-The-Scenes • West India
Of Domes and Arches
A journey that traces the unique elements of Indo-Islamic architecture across Delhi, Agra and Rajasthan...
Bespoke Journey • North India
SwaSwara
Waves wash down the parched shores of the beach as the sands glisten under the warm sun...
Hotel Guide • South India
Hanuman and His Army of Monkeys
At the crack of dawn, we land in New Delhi. I am delighted at the thought that I will meet Rajender again, the kind gentleman who...
