Anecdotes
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I feel a lot of things. None of them makes sense. When I was a little girl, I could spend hours with myself, looking at anything that had caught my attention. I used to love loud prints, colours and chaos because there were so many things to look at. There were so many stories to…
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This is the first A2Z that I am doing where I am least prepared. Maybe because it is my tenth year of doing this so I know I’ll manage? I have too much hope on myself but eh, let’s see how it goes.
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My mom has this saying, especially when either of her daughters shock her, “Ye kahan se seekha? Humne toh nahin sikhaya.” I love it because it tells me that irrespective of genetics, nurturing, gentle teachings and dire warnings, I still have some power to create my own quirky habits – that sometimes drives my family…
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There is a certain joy that I feel every time I think about food. It’s an innocent joy, a very quid pro quo where a delicious piece is kept in front of me and I get to have a sensual experience of enjoying it.
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I cannot believe I have been writing odes for #BlogchatterFoodFest, that I have written THREE so far and I have not mentioned aam, mango, alphonso, dussheri, langda, badam, totapari, kesar…in any shape or form. The blasphemy! I must remedy this immediately, so here goes.
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As promised, I’m going to write odes to food items that I love for #BlogchatterFoodFest and today’s ode is dedicated to arhar ki daal. For those uninitiated into daal lore, this is also called as toor daal or lentil soup, if you will. I have no idea why daals are called soup because the only…
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Every week on Monday morning, I send out weekly newsletters from the wise child to help you connect with yourself. I thought I’d share one of my most popular ones here, for you to read. It can be hard sometimes, to stay your path It can be hard sometimes, to find hope
tales of Suchita 