Stories from Maidsville…
“I bite my lips to stop myself from crying tears of joy as she moves the sofas and attacks weeks of dust and hair balls underneath. My Mom’s maid in India had been very specific about this. Cleaning only applicable to unfurnished areas of the house. Which when living in over-the-top, never minimalistic and Godrej-almirah loving … Read more
If Time is the greatest Healer, then Time Zones are the meanest wake-up alarms
Its fun getting calls from people at 3 am when you’re sleeping. No really, it is. It’s the kind of fun you equate to being stuck in the traffic for 2 hours without moving an inch or having to spend your entire weekend at the office. I think you get the picture. Read more… Get … Read more
My Mute Commute In Singapore
After years of jumping queues and waving down dangerously careening rickshaws (which tend to stop 5 millimetres away from my Bata-clad feet) and hopping off slow-moving trains in India, one develops a sort of thirst for a daily quota of excitement. And if one does not avail of this quota daily, then things can get stifling. … Read more
Durian – the Forbidden Fruit
“Durian fruit – where even the bravest nostril fears to tread.” Exaggeration or not? Well perhaps a little. The original post was supposed to be about 10 weird things I find at the local supermarket at Singapore. I started off with the Durian fruit, but had so much stuff to say about it, that the rest … Read more
A mosquito’s tale – from Transylvania to India
A routine a day, keeps the mosquitoes away! Or does it?
Ramesh Babu and the Curious Case of Sindoor – Part II
What exactly is sindoor : Ramesh Babu’s questions answered.
Because Confucius said so!
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