“This is the best cheesecake you will ever have in your life. Take my word for it.” The Naggar Castle had blown my mind. An entire complex crafted in wood with what-must-have-had an exquisite view of the green valley below. Read more…
I stood on the side of the road staring at him. The ancient mountains, some brown and some with leftover white, stood their ground. The green meadow spread around me as little flowers swayed ever so slightly in the breeze. Read more…
In all objectivity, trout cooked in authentic Himachali-way tastes the best. The fish has a unique taste that is independent of what spices it basks in. So, when in Manali, how could I resist the TROUT?
And the rains started pouring. The monsoon clouds crashed on the Indian subcontinent. Once more the green started sprouting everywhere and the smell of damp moist earth embalmed my senses. I didn’t want another monsoon to pass me by without Read more…
I turned to stare out of the speeding car. My reflection greeted me with despair. I was in Chandigarh, but I couldn’t stop to indulge in finger-licking-good Punjabi food, food that tingles your senses, satiates you immeasurably, and makes up Read more…
My mother got a call one day. An old friend of hers had called to say that she was dying. Advanced stage of cancer had given her six months to live. We human beings are basically scared of death. Thousands Read more…
I know not what mesmerised me more—rain-soaked grey roads flanked by lush green landscapes; the Parvati river marathon-ing over rocks, leaping high in an attempt to touch yonder sky and spewing misty breaths in an adrenaline rush; tiny hamlets dotting Read more…
Only in Punjab does one get two delicious options that are so difficult to choose from. Should I just opt for my all-time-favourite sweet lassi topped with a thick layer of malai (that one gets only when travelling in Punjab) Read more…
Travelling is the quintessential part of my life. I crave to snatch that week-long break from work and head to the hills or the oceans and spend a few days beyond the drudgery and monotony of ‘normal’ life. I live Read more…
I have always dwelled in the future; always awaited the future – near and distant. All these years, the present never complained, never reprimanded me, never spoke for itself. It patiently bore my flippancy towards it. All this while, Read more…