Puppets


One of the exhibits at Bagore ki haveli, is a hall filled with puppets—of colourful Rajasthani men, women and animals. I'll let the puppets introduce themselves: We are only puppets, our strings are being pulled by unknown forces. ― Georg Büchner “Sometimes when I'm writing, I wonder if the words have a mind of their… Continue reading Puppets

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The other Victoria Memorial


Victoria memorial in India is pretty much synonymous with Kolkata. But Allahabad has its own version too. Built with Italian limestone, this monument was opened in 1906. It resides in Chandrasekhar Azad Park (named in honour of the freedom fighter), originally called Alfred Park (to commemorate Prince Alfred's visit to the city), and commonly known… Continue reading The other Victoria Memorial

The Tibet in Delhi


Earlier today, we visited Kashmere Gate. About a kilometer from the historical site is an old Tibetan refugee settlement. Within the settlement is a Tibetan monastery, and a thriving market, popularly known as the Monastery market. Our main agenda today was to visit this market. Despite the peak rush hour—Sunday afternoon—we managed to explore the… Continue reading The Tibet in Delhi

Holiday


It's a Saturday, and I'm in the mood for enjoying a holiday 🙂 Winter has pretty much set in around where we stay. The warmth of the sun will be most welcome now. This is post #18 in this year’s NaBloPoMo, or as Ra calls it Nano Poblano NaBloPoMo = National Blog Posting Month =… Continue reading Holiday

Art for all


The purpose of art is washing the dust of daily life off our souls. –Pablo Picasso Which is why, perhaps, it must spill out of the halls of exhibitions and galleries, and enter the public space. Perhaps it was the influence of Mario, or the general laid back 'hippie' culture that is now synonymous with… Continue reading Art for all

Not so gingerly


This morning, as we began making tea, Atul placed a piece of ginger on the kitchen counter and made an interesting observation. "This looks like a rockstar!" And why not? The humble ginger has been rocking my life ever since I can remember. When we were kids, every year, on Diwali (that's Naraka Chadurdashi or… Continue reading Not so gingerly

Pots of fire


"I don't think we'll be able to catch the dance show. They'll probably cancel it with this much of rain." Sitting on a bench around a tree in the courtyard of the City Palace, two umbrellas and the narrow roof above us couldn't prevent us from getting wet. Earlier that day we had visited Bagore… Continue reading Pots of fire

The temples of Mylapore – a photo story


Mylapore is to Chennai, as Chandini Chowk is to Delhi. One of the oldest residential areas of Chennai, Mylapore is home to a colourful bazaar as well as a number of temples. Last year, we decided to explore this area on foot. We began our journey at the Kapaleeshwarar Kovil. Of the numerous beautiful temples… Continue reading The temples of Mylapore – a photo story

Defining eyes


I first applied homemade kajal when I visited an acquaintance many years ago. While I waited for my friend to get ready to head out, I chatted with her mother — a tall and slim, simple rural Haryanvi lady. As our mundane conversation veered towards the use of kajal, she mentioned that she had prepared… Continue reading Defining eyes

Resilience


It is not the beauty of a building you should look at; its the construction of the foundation that will stand the test of time. –David Allan Coe The Gwalior Fort, constructed atop a hill, is a mammoth structure. Legends say its construction began in the 3rd Century, while historical accounts put it anywhere between… Continue reading Resilience