Thick sev is called lakkadiya or ganthiya in Gujarati. It is a very popular snack and you are sure to find large containers full of ganthiya in every Gujarati household. I remember my mummy making it fresh and serving us when we come back from school. The best part about this sev is that it can be used so many ways in cooking, One […]
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Month: July 2013
The Colour of Injustice
I’m not a black mother or a white mother. I’m just a mother. I’m not a black person or a white person. I’m just a person. With a beating heart that can break. With blood that runs through my veins. With a sense of right and wrong etched deep in my psyche. The very same […]
Dear Universe..
I have stayed positive, written in my gratitude journal, prayed every day and tried to be one with your flow. And nothing! Zilch! I know you hate it when I live in the past but I can’t help it. Just look at last year – 2012. It was nothing short of magical. You got me […]
Who Built My Home?
We moved in two weeks ago… For almost one-and-a- half months prior to that, there were workers in our house.. masons, carpenters, painters, plumbers, electricians, polishers… an army of more than 15 different people at different times getting the house in place for my family of two to move in. I visited the house often […]
Mazgaon: A Lost Masterpiece
Mazgaon lies hidden, tucked away. The new Eastern freeway runs right over it on tall, thick pillars, alienating itself from the people below. Mazgaon has been forgotten for a long time as we seem to want to live and be present in the latest hip and happening suburb, forgetting the past that lies languishing in […]
A Lakeside Jewel
On the day of the launch of The Gateway Hotel Lakeside Hubli, the majestic Unkal lake in the distance is an endless silver sprawl. Hotel rooms do not usually open to views such as this. Nor do many hotels have nine acres of greens wrapped around them. No wonder then that an early riser is jogging around the […]
My Captive Heart
Captive Prince: Volume Two S.U. Pacat ** I would like to believe that the life-changing books I discover are God’s way of leading me onto the path of forgiveness. Mine towards Him. For screwing me over. But alas, there is, of course, no God. And I have to sublimate my pain over this non-life […]
Book Bites
One chapter from a book sometimes tells you everything you need to know; hell, the first page can usually do that. Into my hot little hands have come three books by Indian writers, and I gave them all the same treatment, opening chapters only, just to get a feel of where they might go. Isn’t […]
TV Soaps: Impossible Is Nothing!
I read somewhere, “Nothing should live that isn’t a labour of great, great love.” But seriously, if nothing should live that isn’t a labour of great love, how come the people and things that are, sometimes vanish into the mist of time? It’s nothing you haven’t contemplated before. There ought to be some place beyond, a […]
Modern Classics: Black Friday
We recall Black Friday, perhaps the most perfect film in Anurag Kashyap’s oeuvre, timeless and relevant still because of what it says and the righteous rage it exhibits against the failures that allow intolerance to thrive. There is a 12-minute chase scene in the first half of Black Friday between a few police men and a […]
A Memory Resurrected
Every home is born first in the imagination, in the longing for the culmination of a dream. Only in some homes, the dream like quality never really leaves long after the walls have sprung up and every roof tile, every brick, pillar and window has found its place. The first time you see the Jade […]
Memories Of A Soul Warmer
When have you stayed in a place for just two nights and have actually hoped that they serve you the same food for dinner on both nights? I did! What got me was good old pumpkin soup! In South Indian homes, we have our rasams. They are gloriously warm in colour, spicy and sour […]