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You're supposed to burn the candles one per week leading up to Christmas, pointed out a German woman who'd come home last week. I ha...

Two words describe my relationship with this country. Love, hate. And I experienced both this week. Earlier this week, I was out shopping i...

Year ago, when I was working in a very cool Music Television station in Mumbai, my boss urged me to include references to  bindhi and mehn...

There was no trace of self-pity in her narration. My friend who I was meeting after 27 years was telling me her life story, the sequence ...

Erissery on the menu board I have eased into my role as a cook at the cafe. The owner lets me decide what I want to cook and it's g...

My left calf was cramping. And not long thereafter, my right calf joined in and I tried every trick in the book to take my mind elsewhere...

Why now?, asked my mother. Why are you telling me this now? If you had told your father something then, he would have slapped him hard with...

I cooked rajma, roti, dal and vegetables for lunch yesterday. Nothing unusual about that. Except I cooked thirty portions of each for payin...

He was a great man, your grandfather, I have heard them say. He would sit for Maths tests and his answers would be so brilliant that they w...

"Do you remember this?", he asked holding the winding up toy. "Chumuti!", she exclaimed, recalling the name her toddle...

Dear Chakku Akka There's a photo that hangs on one of the walls of the Children's Garden School office. It's a picture of ...

I would like an island. -What do you mean? You know...island...i..laaa...n...d. - Meaning? You know, a land that lies in the middle of ...

Picture this. It has only been a couple of hours since I have had my first child and I am lying dazed on the hospital bed wearing a sleevel...

Looking at the photo, even now I can feel the trickle of summer sweat down my back, remember the hastily downed meals which always seemed...

If you climbed past the narrowing staircase, crossed the brick flooring, past the long rooms filled with assorted memorabilia and its peeli...

From my very first bloggers meet. There was no audience. We paid for our own teas. Blogging is big business apparently. A cl...

Years ago I heard someone complain that she never had a chance to miss her husband since they both worked together and lived together. I w...

Me: Sprechen Sie Englisch? Call centre lady: Nein Me: Okay...leider mein Deutsch ist nicht so gut aber Ich versuche... Normally we coa...

Porridge with fruit, paper version of the Grauniad and dull, wet weather - it was good to be back in Edinburgh There is nothing quite...

Voicing Silence was shown at a film festival in Toronto some time ago and here's the audience feedback. You can read about how the anim...

...anything if no one is around to watch you know it? These are the opening lines of an eponymous poem by Kaveh Akhbar that I came acros...

The last time I attended a kutcheri was a good decade ago at a sabha in TNagar in Chennai when I spent much of the two and a half hours wo...

I'm no stranger to running in Madras. I began jogging in the early nineties, at a time when joggers were not commonplace and you only ...

(To get a background on this series, I suggest you start with the  first post here  and then scroll up) In the days since I first posted ...

(To get a background on this series, I suggest you start with the  first post here  and then scroll up) It's almost two weeks since I...