The Healing Chill of Hebbe Falls
A chill runs through my body, crossing my spine, and within touching distance of my brain. I can only feel the cold water massaging my bruises, playfully interacting with platelets busy constructing a clot. I can sense a relieving burn…
Spicy Hot Summer, Served With Buffalo Dip
There are summers, and then there is that idiotic summer. I was interning with an organization studying tribal arts in the Rathwa tribe dominated Chota Udaipur region of Gujarat. In a constantly sweltering Sun, which was seldom in mood to…
Thali Memoirs and A Visit to Rajdhani
Honestly, I have slightly moved away from the Thali format (by Thali I mean the Unlimited Thali formats, representative of the scores of Marwari-Rajasthani-Gujarati style platters). My initial indulgence in Thalis was a result of petty bets on hogging more…
The First Sip
Years ago when I was a kid, I had accidentally discovered and realized the existence of Alcohol. I had stumbled upon a bottle of Whiskey, while looking for something in my Father’s wardrobe. Till that point of time I had…
The Curse of the Ring
It was my first winter in Ahmedabad. And a cold winter it was. I remember very few things from that period, maybe there was hardly anything worth remembering. Not from that winter, and not from the few months which followed…
Return to Korba
Over the past 2-3 years I have travelled across various parts of the country. Most of these trips were planned and executed around a friend’s wedding, and given I have had so many friends getting married in the recent past,…
11 memories of 2011
Watching Sachin at Bangalore scoring 100 in a World Cup match in Feb. If I would I have jumped from the stands at that very moment, it would have been a great death. And also at the end of it…
Our obsession with the 100th 100
कब बनेगा शतको का शतक? (आज तक, 193 times since Feb’11) Ever since end of February 2011 all of us have been waiting for Sachin to score that century. Personally I have been counting every run of his backwards from…
हैदराबादी प्रेम कहानी… जो हो ना सकी
महिना था फरवरी का, समय था वोह अफरा तफरी का Placement का चल रहा था त्यौहार, क्योकि आजकल वही तो रह गया है प्रबंधन शिक्षा का सार. मैं बैठा था interview कक्ष मैं, सवालों से जूझता कभी हँसता, कभी लडखडाता…
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