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  • Raste Purana-Checklist for Road Trips

    Raste Purana or the tales of the  travel. My husband loves the drive, be it the bike, the car, or the train. I love destinations. All these years our various commitments did not let us do this. this year touché wood we are able to do what both of us like discover little known wonders…

  • wanderlust

    Sunday may 25th 2014 My husband loves driving, and I love destinations. So we decided you to travel down to Kittur, My husband being the meticulous person that he is when it comes to his gizmos and vehicles, had mapped where we wanted to go.  Early morning the with chirping birds we drove down through…

  • Can We Be Mini’s father for a change?

    My niece Saraswati and sister Shyamala are negotiating a sari, it costs 26.000Rs. And here I am standing beside them. I am reminded of Marie Antoinette, here is a debate on blowing up 26000/Rs. on a sari to be draped once in the life time, and on the other hand Saraswati Mandir, would be satisfied…

  • Its not cricket…

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JH8yxfsTzDg Its not cricket…. Yes, I belong to the school of thought that thinks Cricket is a luxury, a waste or resources, like time and money. Spending 2500/ticket for a match to me is criminal. Yet what is visible is that cricket is like a wine house, pundit ho ya maulvi sab ko mel karti…

  • Hotwatah and deep kip. Don’t you know?

    Reborn each day with hot water There was CHAOS in my life, that is Can’t Have Anyone Over Syndrome. Then came the house-fairy, she weeded, prodded and brought me into routine. Hell with traditions and superstitions, but my housework happens in the evening at 6.30pm after I return from work. A warm cup of coffee…

  • Uir spyug friends.

    Somewhere a bird sings, its chant hang plaintive and melancholy fills in the still air… I think it’s a lark or something. Our tradition has it that they sing with voices of lost lovers. If the stars are smiling on them you will hear its mate call back in a moment. The silent woods that…