Cityscapes, city sights, urban communities, metropolis life, city dweller identity, focussed on Mumbai with an occasional mention of Delhi, Bangalore and other cities I’ve been in.
Good morning, my lovely readers! I was almost tempted to say ‘ my garam-samosas’ and then I realised I was just carrying the Honey-from-HT Cafe hangover too far. 
I had the most brilliant day yesterday! The morning rain ruined the grand plans of the day for me….grrr, if I…
On the first week of June, Mumbai welcomed the monsoon of 2008. I watched it arrive, alone…which is probably the best way, with the rain. The skies heralded the season of water.And then I watched the drops paint the sidewalk a shiny, sheeny gloss of life.The traffic revved, feet sped…
Yes, there’s more. ~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~ Do banished memories go to hell? I hope not, ‘cos I’ll only end up meeting them there again. Besides they deserve better, so much better than the darkness in my mind. ~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~ A friend who hurts you….is the one most likely to come back and apologize….is the…
The last fifteen days of summer!! Already the dark clouds have started gathering in the sky, heralding the onset of monsoon…very soon. *Sigh* Three months of muddy feet, browned clothes, greasy hair and the sniffles. The whole country thinks that rains are romantic and looks forward to the dark clouds…
The thing that makes a city interesting is the fact that there could be a surprise waiting for you at any corner. I often think I’m jaded with the proverbial ‘I’ve seen it all’ attitude to things that are supposed to catch my interest. And then I’m proven wrong. Here’s…
When I was a kid, I remember a huge tin drum standing right next to our kitchen sink. It was taller than I was and was used to store water. Water, precious water, worth everything in summer. Do I exaggerate? I was around 5 or 6 then. Old enough to…
It’s hard to supress that innate sense of superiority in pulling out a book and placing it in the ‘right’ stack along with others in the genre. So pop fiction to the sides, classics in the middle, bestsellers on top. Then realisation strikes that the dynamics of cataloguing work differently in a street-stall.
Exactly what are those pipes?
I remain a Mumbai train loyalist. Not only is it the fastest way to get from Point A to Point B, it also gives you a slice of real Mumbai life.
Raj Thackeray has just been arrested and is being driven to Vikroli for the court hearing. We’re living in a state of anticipation of revenge. Ergo – an axe to grind, an axe to fall.