This is a story of the summer of 1991 when I was about 11 years old and was visiting Nani and Nanu at their then home. To understand the story it is important to understand the layout of the place … Continue reading The summer in the house on the hill
Palampur had a welcome surprise for me this time around. It welcomed with its very own official and freshly minted book club! The book club meets every third Saturday of the month at the local Coffee Day at 11:00 am. The ladies choose a book each month and their greatest triumph has been the ability to source the books they require from Flipkart, which otherwise does not deliver to our little hill town. The group is an eclectic mix of women from different professions and backgrounds. There are those who are extremely eloquent and sorted in their views and in … Continue reading Palampur Book Club – Month of Poetry
People have been asking me what I have been doing for the past 20-odd days having been pretty much off-radar. Well, here it is. The sum total of my travels, put up for the perusal of one and all. Mother Google believes that this path can only be traversed by car or by foot. 56 hours by car. Doesn’t seem too long, does it? A pilgrimage indeed! Varanasi was a city vibrating with the echoes of centuries of accumulated tradition and culture, where life still seems to revolve around the meandering course of the Ganga. Delhi seemed … Continue reading Time to travel!
This is my new watercolor project. It is highly ambitious for me, but I am determined to give it a try. These are wild Belladonna lilies that sprout in clumps all over the countryside in Palampur during the spring season. I got the picture of the Lilies from the internet and there are supposed to be different varieties of the same because I am sure that the ones at home are extremely fragile and these seem too solid. Anyhow, I suppose they would look the same to most people. Continue reading The New Watercolor Project – Wild Belladonna Lilies in Spring
So, the walk in the fields is over and I am back in the bustling city of Bangalore. It was a glorious, lazy three months of shopping, gossip, friends, reading books and eating out in Palampur. Didn’t walk as much … Continue reading Summer in Palampur
In Palampur, the house in front of mine has a beautiful Litchi tree in its yard. To see the red litchi’s covering the whole little tree in summer’s was a sight for sore eyes. This year I am sure there are no litchi’s there thanks to the brigade of monkeys that have descended to our little sleepy town. Here in Bangalore there are Gulmohar and Coconut trees outside my window. I always associate Gulmohar trees with Khadakwasla, Pune where we stayed when I was 4 years old. They are a reminder of sunny days and games which involved lots of … Continue reading Experiments with exotic looking deserts – Litchi’s and Mango
This is about the favourite place on Earth for me. When I am old and wrinkled I want to be here in my little house, with a nice red roof, Sit in the sun on cold winter mornings, go to Nani’s house for a chat, And see the beautiful mountains, hopefully without the horrible mesh of electrical wires Something like this And go for long walks and look at all the pretty things that flit around like the finch on the wire below. And look at Madhabi’s pets getting along as well as they do That’s Tiger the dog and Tinto … Continue reading Of home in Himachal