Indian Recipes

Gota Sheddho

What’s gota sheddho? I ask S when we are alone that evening. All the cousins were speaking of this ...

Just a couple of days before I head back home, Maa and I are at our local vegetable market and that ...

The walk shall be long, Bapi cautions, are you sure you want to walk all the way ? I nod in ...

Wake up, Bapi whispers into my ears, the bus shall be here at six sharp. Ten more minutes, I ...

A close friend sends me a gorgeous cabbage from her garden this morning. It’s not easy to grow ...

The shrill of the telephone bell punctuates the serene tranquil of a mist-laced ...

Manikkaka gets home a plump little cauliflower, august with its pompous crown of green. I am ...

One autumn evening, Bapi brings home a pair of binoculars. A childhood friend of his had been ...

It’s a sultry summer morning, the ancient fan whirring above struggles to provide any respite from ...

Grandma carefully pulls out an old Britannia tin, the colours faded with age, the surface dimpled ...

Isn't it rather unusual that on a manic Monday morning, I wallow in sweet nostalgia, allowing myself ...

The shrill of the phone punctuates the idyllic silence of a lazy afternoon. I am immersed in a ...