My typically Bengali girlfriend, brings to the table, decades of organic and traditional formulae – passed on to her by her mother, and to her mother by her grandmother and so on – like…...
Like every other Bengali child in the colony, I was handed a box of crayons the moment Igrasped the fundamental art of holding my neck straight.My ungodly screams in the middle of the night made a …...
There’s something incredibly enchanting about a wintry midnight, when a city is drowned in slumber. There’s something hauntingly beautiful about the golden streetlamps that hover over the expressw...
Let’s face it, women are quite stupid, really – still bowled over by adulation, kind words and poetry. A very wise man once told me, “Consultants are people, who look at your watch and tell you ...
Imagine, The two of us Sitting by the twilight The crackle of timber Flares like fireflies That explode in mid-air A shower of ice and fire Melting into the darkness Listen, to the river Tha…...
Despite our well-intending parents’ commendable efforts to inculcate in us the good old fashioned Indian values of waking up in the morning and contemplating our pointless existences, (every …...