A yellow, a red, a cream, a beige, a blue, two greens, and a fuchsia. Threads, sparkles, pearls, and mirrors. Silver and gold. Twisting and training – crunches and cardio… Less than a month to go, and I am ready for the only wedding I have always imagined about. 🙂 Continue reading Being a Sister
An unplanned trip to home… # A two-day trip turned into a two-week long trip.# Chandni Chowk, Rajouri Garden, Kotla, Punjabi Bagh, Chawri Bazaar – the wedding cards, dhol, band, ghodi, d-day ensemble for the groom, et al – complete utilisation of my presence at home!# I had an impossible amount of chaat on this … Continue reading To Sum Up…
The luxury of tears that flow,the luxury of people who notice,the luxury of family that books tickets for home,and the luxury of little, material love over and above the unspoken. Continue reading The Blunt Knife
The activity (or the lack of it) on this page over the last two months is making me feel like I have aged a little too much for the kind of time span we are talking about. Things might change once I get back to Pune, I don’t know. Let’s wait for that – just … Continue reading Dormancy and the Dhol
This weekend came and went by in a snap. After ages I felt like my social self again. And it was great because unfortunately, like I’ve been telling everyone I know, in spite of an entire lifetime in this city, I hardly have any friends left here. So it was great meeting some of my … Continue reading The Peanut Butter Weekend
Fuchsia 