South India
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.
Sliding Down The Hill
The familiar whistle of the locomotive announces its slow approach to the impatient crowd waiting on the platform. The Khambli Ghat station...
Narrative • North India
Threads of a Culture
As one travels through the roads of India, they experience a sense of being overwhelmed. There is a lot happening at any given point of time...
Narrative • South India
A Life Closer to Nature
With Another Escape, we travelled to the geographically rich region of Ladakh, and discovered a community living in harmony at 3000m...
Behind-The-Scenes • North India
Light, Lines and Spaces
Delve into our journey with Cereal across Rajasthan and Agra, and discover heritage architecture through the lens of this magazine...
Behind-The-Scenes • North India
Taj Mahal Palace
Under the glimmering lights of the bustling city of Mumbai lies a timeless structure. As the streets...
Hotel Guide • West India
Among the Rajputs
The scene is set in Shekhawati, towards the end of the month of July. On the occasion of an excursion...
