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.
An outsider, overwhelmed by the seemingly chaotic happenings, tends to forget that for the locals it is but a rhythm that they are used to...
An ode to the ittarwallahs of Kannauj, Uttar Pradesh, alchemical men who have mastered the ethereal craft of extracting from mud, the scent of rain...
This journey takes one across the different states in North India, offering a gentle immersion into the many religions that shape the life of its people...
With Another Escape, we travelled to the geographically rich region of Ladakh, and discovered a community living in harmony at 3000m...
The erstwhile royal palace in the holiest city of Varanasi, the Brijrama is an unlikely blend of luxury...
In her cosy New England kitchen, my grandmother is serving me a cup of green tea. She then sits in front of me, staring. Finally, she asks