we are a cricket loving family. i grew up watching cricket with my brother and father. cheering loudly at every ball. marveling at how my brother remembered the stats from matches long gone by. i am more the french definition of ‘sportif’… i actively watch sports. then i got married, into another cricket loving family… and my husband plays cricket every sat and sun, even … Continue reading lords, the mecca of cricket
so what is with me and contests… i love sending my entries, whether poems or stories or travel writing stuff. contests give me targets, there is an end date / time and if that’s not there, i never get my ass moving. i had this blog for a year, before i chose to enter it for a contest last october, and that meant i had to … Continue reading having a go… again…
in this town near london, there is a large pool, made of stone, with an intricate gutter system that ensured the water is always fresh and clean. with numerous alcoves, strong stone carved pillars, huge pillars, statues of roman soldiers lining the terrace, the sky reflecting in the green water, heated saunas with stone steps along the side, separate pools for dips and separate for … Continue reading the romans and their baths…
one of my favourite authors growing up was jane austen. and i read or rather devoured all her books, atleast a couple of times each. i still remember the order: pride & prejudice, emma, persuasion, mansfield park, northanger abbey, sense & sensibility… i didn’t like sense & sensibility. i have watched the BBC production of pride & prejudice twice, watched the movie emma once (not seen … Continue reading ‘living’ in my favourite teenage novels
it was a mom-daughter trip. to sri lanka! there were multiple ways to play it.. go to colombo + kandy and then head down towards galle and mirisa. however we decided we didn’t want to meet the indian ocean (will have to go back there for that one day, as always here such rave reviews about sri lankan beaches) decided to even skip colombo! people … Continue reading sri lanka: exploring the cultural triangle…
i visited sri lanka last year and that is the first time i came across a sandakada pahana or moonstone in english.
this is a semi-circular stone that is seen at the entrance of the temples at anuradhapuram and polonnaruwa.
buddhism flourished during the anuradhapuram. this is when the moonstone was supposed to have developed the most and become the most elaborate with intricate carvings. prior to that it was a square slab of stone.
carved in stone, the moonstone embodies the teachings of buddhism.
Continue reading “stepping on the sandakada pahana (moonstone) at srilanka”
the holocaust was a part of this huge war that happened years ago. history, books, stories, movies had built what it was in my head. it was huge. it was drastic. it was despicable. but it was very distant. as an indian, it wasn’t my fight. it had never been. my people at that time were waging another war – on the british raj, for our independence!
on that day, in berlin. it became very real. Continue reading “how the holocaust museum changed history for me…”
i have always been a vegetarian. my parents are vegetarian. thus, in a way, i was born vegetarian! as i grew up, and i got out on my own (read, could go to restaurants without their supervision) and saw people raving about food that my parents did not eat, i knew i liked animals. too much to eat them. and the concept of eating something so similar to me in form and structure, was gory!
and then i fell in love with traveling. moving out of my house and out of my kitchen. and the fear of finding food i could eat, set in… would there be anything for me? or would i live on biscuits and bread?
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when i visited bath, went for a heritage walk with the locals organised by the abbey. it was a longish walk around town, with descriptions of everything… we had just been awed by the Royal Crescent (there is a similar set of buildings built in Mumbai, the Royal Crescent being the inspiration!) and then near the Circus, i was lagging behind, camera snapping away at … Continue reading the origin of ‘daylight robbery’
merry to go around 