From where I stood, there was no way to guess what was cooking inside the large mansion. From outside the house, I could not guess what was being cooked inside, even though the strong scent could have led me on. Crispy sweetmeats simmering and sizzling in huge bronze pots. A graceful woman kept going back and forth carrying large bowls of baked candies on her hip. From another room came the whisper of the television. Standing by the door, the curvy figure of a young beauty a young woman acknowledged my presence with a delicate smile.
In the courtyard, two little boys played with sticks and sand. There was no separation between life and work, among family and colleagues. I wondered what their working hours were.
Sand easily overtakes the careless traveller. Grain by grain, it squeezes slowly between tight lips, it threads its way through...
What we build is influenced by and is a reflection of the times we live in. The roof that is built, the colour painted, the materials used...
A classic journey exploring the many cultures that exist in Northeast India, through the states of Assam, Meghalaya, and Nagaland...
A journey tracing the history and tenets of Sikhism, a religion born in the state of Punjab...
The erstwhile royal palace in the holiest city of Varanasi, the Brijrama is an unlikely blend of luxury...
SwaSwara means the sound of the inner self. For me, it holds the promise of reconnecting with the core of my being...