30 in 2005

So after V had pretty much found out everything there was to find out about Jeetu , we trundled back to the hotel and checked-out (after ste...

Forgive the corny post heading. I could not think of any other. I’m guessing any desi’s reading this are reminded of Zakir Hussain playing t...

So after dire miscommunication between a dumb colleague of my mum’s, my mum and my dad, we are cruising along the beautiful Greater Noida ex...

Talk about uneventful flights. Went to India two weekends ago for one mad rush week of intense socialising. There were no yelling children ...

My friend H went to work with an international development agency in the Democratic Republic of Congo (DRC) last year. She sends back some s...

Nowadays no one calls an apple an apple – it’s a pink lady, a Fuji, a Jonathan, a Golden delicious, a Granny Smith. Similarly, this lovely c...

This morning I walked to the gym on a bed of freshly fallen snow. And the soft gentle flakes flurried down covering my coat with a momentary...

In the past 15 days I have not been blogging (with the exception of the tag) because I’ve been searching for politeness. And my mojo. Since ...

This is the way to start a New Year, a tag from WA . There’s quite a lot of stuff about me that this blog has not betrayed and at some level...

Courtesy impulsive decision making (one dreary Sunday night two weeks ago) and an excellent Eurostar deal, we spent the two days preceding C...

I bet you thought my Calcutta One was the last of my reminiscing posts about our trip to India over Diwali. Not so. After all I have yet to ...

I have not been to the gym since Friday (no no don’t groan or despair just yet) and as something of an addict now (ohmigod I have put on 100...

No trip to a parent’s home is ever long enough once you live overseas. And our 10 day trips to India are fraught with tension in the plannin...

Five years ago this day the day dawned bright and blue skied. In one Kolkata household the Groom got ready, resplendent in his wedding cloth...

Only one thing gives me the will to wake up on a Monday morning and trudge to the gym and then to work - it is the prospect of a weekend in ...

Food is a big part of my life and an even bigger part of holidays in India. While I live in London I spend an unholy amount of time thinking...

When asked where I am from I usually describe myself as a Delhi-ite. I spent the better part of my growing up years in Delhi. School and the...

Forgive the language. I am so pissed off by this whole Madonna adoption vs Media row. I have many points, and some of them will probably con...