It is a sound most beloved to me. The sound of rain in the night. A sound that makes me glad that I am where I am ─ In my little cottage in Mundakotukurussi hearing the rains fall─ That I have a roof over my bed and bedclothes to snuggle into. It brings to mind well being while lost in meandering thoughts. Continue reading
Can you imagine scent? I do. Not the type of smells that smother you with a cloying commercial sweetness the moment you step into The Bay at Oakridge, but the everyday smells of black mustard in hot oil and coconut ground with tamarind and ginger. Continue reading
One of the books that has a permanent place on my bedside table is Vishwajyoti Ghosh’s Delhi Calm. This graphic novel is one I have enjoyed again and again. And have recommended to very many people. Continue reading
This is a book I cannot stop thinking about . The premise of the novel as much as the writing has haunted me for some months now….
This week is a double delight – the poet Rumi and his translator Farrukh Dhondy. And I am not even going to try to introduce either of them who are legends in their own right. Continue reading