Everyday Moments
The beauty of the often forgotten, the essence of the ordinary
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Cucumber Sandwich With Chaat Masala
The first day of school. The first day of the new academic year. New bags, new books, new shoes. A newness, the anticipation, it’s unnerving this state of bittersweet existence. Methodically we put away the old, the old scruffy school bag, the stained jumper , the too small wellies bearing the soil of the year Read more
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“I want to be you”
Dearest Tiny, It is the second last day of the summer holidays. Yes, I’m counting, not because I want them to end, but because I know that I will miss you terribly. The second half of the holidays have been hard on all of us because of Ajja being unwell and Papa having to rush Read more
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“What Is Independence, Mummy?”
“What is independence?” You asked me, your five-year-old eyes twinkling, catching the rays of the sun shining down on us here in England. The irony never fails to startle me, celebrating the motherland’s independence as we sit here on the land of her colonizer. I want to tell you so much. I want to tell Read more
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A Part Of Us They’ll Always Be
And suddenly one day you need to wake up to a world that looks different, sounds different and feels different because they are not around. It’s always the little things that get you. Their favourite song, the food they disliked, the way their nose crinkled when they said no. Most days, you learn to live Read more
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Fathers, Bongos & Birthdays
Dear Pappa Music has been and still is an integral part of your life and through you, mine too. Today, on your birthday, I want to draw attention to how our relationship has enriched over the years because of music. Appreciating it, playing/singing it or merely existing as it plays in the background. Music always Read more
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Apple Crumble, Mothers & Birthdays
Dear Ma Today, on your birthday, I thought about how much you mean to me. Ma, do you remember our first trip to London all those years ago when air travel was a privilege? When going abroad was a status symbol? Travelling on Pappa‘s travel passes was a luxury, wasn’t it? Ma, you never expressed Read more
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Paper Boats
Rainwater rivulets flow around our tiny garden, the green foliage heavy with droplets of rain. Mumbai’s monsoon is welcome, giving us all respite from its sweltering summer. I run into the storeroom, frantically looking for old newspaper. My brother and I then set to work, he cutting the paper into neat squares, me transforming these Read more
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Horizon
There’s something so intriguing about horizons. The point at which the sky and ocean meet. The specificity of it, the sheer visual beauty that this meeting exudes. There is synergy, there is congruence, there is alignment. There is something very certain about how the horizon forms yet there is so much ambiguity surrounding it – Read more
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Fear
Fear sounds like a million cats squealing at once. Fear feels like being left in the middle of a vast ocean in the thick of night and not knowing how to swim Fear smells like rotten fish Fear tastes like eating liquid metal Fear looks like a faceless form hiding under a white blanket So Read more
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The Universe Whispers
20 June 2025. PapaMa turns 95. The first thing I began reading when I woke up today is an article forwarded to me by one of my closest friends , in fact my first friend ever. The article states that an ayurvedic formulation could potentially cure Parkinson’s as evidenced in very recent studies https://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/life-style/health-fitness/health-news/ayurvedas-possible-cure-for-parkinsons-disease-heres-what-it-is/articleshow/121958172.cms The Read more
Notes On The Go 