Navaratri - nine nights filled with festivities,Cheerful women clad in brick red silk sarees,Throng into the quaint lanes of the city;To celebrate the triumph of good over evil;The deity’s idol shimmers in glints of gold,And the city shines in vibrant hues of joy;The incessant ringing of the temple bells,And the beating of drums in jubilation,Fills … Continue reading Navaratri

Why do you write?

I write to make peace with the things I cannot control. I write to create fabric in the world that often appears black and white. I write to meet my ghosts. I write to begin a dialogue. I write to imagine things differently and in imagining things differently perhaps the world will change. - Terry … Continue reading Why do you write?

The Language of Rain

Redolent, pristine, and tender, The pleasing scent of petrichor. Hear the clatter of tiny rain droplets, Trickling down a sparking brooklet. See blinding lightning streak in the skies, Stay still and lend an ear! To rumbling thunder's furious cries, A soft murmur became a deafening roar. Indeed, an orchestral crescendo! The sky - she has … Continue reading The Language of Rain

For the love of sambar idli!

Greetings and Glad Tidings! On a lousy Sunday morning, as I scroll through my phone whilst sipping a steaming hot cup of filter coffee, something feels incomplete. I rack my brain and wonder what is missing. And then it hit me—sambar idli! For those of you who are unaware, idli is a south Indian breakfast … Continue reading For the love of sambar idli!