World Is Beautiful!

Ocean's Not Just For Humans. Its Mine Too: I bumped into him while taking a walk on the warms sands of Bogmalo beach in South Goa. Having distanced himself from the human pandemonium, he was making the best of his own space frolicking in the sun and the sea.  

Moments

First photograph is of my nephew, Reyaansh, my sister's son. He has an aura of innocence that only angels possess. He's blessed with an incredible IQ and EQ for a 11 year old. Second is of my younger nephew, Kiaan, my bro's kid. He's 9, a seasoned storyteller (horror mostly), and a mind blowing artist.... Continue Reading →

Mystifying Mahabaleshwar

B E A U T Y lies in the smallest of things, often invisible, rather ignored and oblivious to a naked eye.Such as these brilliant green epiphytes living and thriving on every branch of the tree, the deep cleft splitting the stem into two; makes me wonder how it must have happened and who's habitating... Continue Reading →

I let my mind wander when my body cannot. Right now it's wandered off among the mist-shrouded hills of #Mahabaleshwar.That's the Kalsubai Peak rising up in the background.I very much miss the mystifying monsoons of Mahabaleshwar!

Bougainvillea, tiny little flower with a mighty difficult name!Various other plants might have been a part of the school curriculum. But bougainvillea was the first one I actually got acquainted with. Memories of its lush foliage peeping across from a neighbouring compound into our tiny lane, offered respite to the dusty brown path beneath, it's... Continue Reading →

Houses draped in Boston Ivies and Virginias, that creep all over, wild and directionless fascinate me. They make a house look incredibly dramatic, straight out of Victorian era.I love imagining them on the night of a rising moon, sometimes hiding among trees, sometimes behind the clouds, her disc casting shadows over the rooftops. Think it... Continue Reading →

New adventure today. Aka KHARVAS, a milk pudding made of colostrum. What's colostrum? you ask. It's the first form of milk when the 🐄 or 🐃 gives birth. It's an ubiquitous dessert in Maharashtrian households; made by a super simple process of mixing colostrum with milk, sugar or jaggery, a pinch of grated nutmeg and... Continue Reading →

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