I have called it poetic before. But ironic is more like it. India’s Independence Day is also the day I started on an independent journey eleven years ago. India went through a freedom struggle of significant proportions where countless died and the country itself tore apart along the lines of religion. I achieved mine with[…]
Escapism I had back in 2004 made, what I thought was, a very witty comment. I was returning back to India for the first time from the United States. As the plane made its final descent into Mumbai skies, I could distinctly notice a change of smell within the cabin. Almost as if the waft[…]
The beginning My earliest vivid food memory goes all the way back to my very young sunny days in Nashik. I would return from school in a three wheeled contraption that would miraculously and very unsafely transport over 10 kids to school and back. My favorite spot was of course next to the driver on[…]