Catharsis

 Jan 2022 As we navigate the uncertainties in the current environment, hubby felt it’s best to travel when we can and not wait for a particular date in the future 😉. Hence we embarked on an impromptu trip to Goa and that’s how we found ourselves waking up at 3.30 am on a chilly winter morning for the train journey to Goa.                                               Go Goa 🏝                                                                                                                           ...

Dec 2018 One of my fondest memories of food is Ma leafing through recipe clippings painstakingly collected from newspapers & magazines; and whipping up mouth watering delicacies. Sunday lunches were a much awaited affair, with varying degrees of contribution from all of us - home grown vegetables from Dad's garden, me sitting on the kitchen table and regaling everyone with entertaining stories, and Aaru lending a supporting hand ;) While I would love to say that I was the most well behaved kid (ahem!), looking back I must accept that I was actually one of the fussiest eaters around. If the food had something green, was not deep fried, didn't have potatoes as one of the components, my first answer would be naaaahhhhh! It's amazing that my mom found solutions for all my food tantrums and full credits to her on making mealtimes something to look forward to. Moving away from home and staying alone in Chennai made me realise that I was definitely not a fan of ...

April 2017 (Source: Google) 6.30 a.m: As surprising as it sounds, aamchi Mumbai has finally accomplished what apna Hyderbad wasn't able to - am ready to take on the world by waking up at 6.30 in the morning ;). Never in my life did I stir a second before 7.30 a.m and here my maid comes at 7 a.m, so there you go -- power of Mum'bai' :P 6.40 a.m: I have become the poster girl for healthy food (yes, a far cry from the fried food and chocolates staple diet ;). I have protein for lunch every day - simply put, dal  (love the different types of dal  I get to experiment with). I put the dal in the pressure cooker and sit down to enjoy my cuppa coffee and contemplate on the road to inner peace. Its the last day of a hectic month and I am looking forward to the journey home. (Source: Google) 6.50 a.m: But as usual, the quest for sanity is a bumpy ride - my musings are cut short by the whistle of the pressure cooker acting like a spray jet. Having a pr...

March 2017 (Source: Google) I didn't realize how much I was propounding experiential spending theories (left, right and center it turns out) until one of my colleagues asked me the other day, "So what is the new experience you have been investing time on recently?". And my answer was 'dancing :D'. This is not the first time that I have enthusiastically undertaken such endeavors - during school I learnt Kuchipudi , and while in Chennai and Hyderabad, I attended courses in hip hop . Albeit this time around, I was keen on pursing a structured training routine, and hence enrolled in a Kathak dance academy.  As I had already learnt a different classical form, I was asked to attend classes for an initial period of three months -  the reason being that learning and unlearning a classical dance form can be quite difficult as the years progress. I acquiesced, but to be honest I couldn't envisage how something I had learnt 20 years ago could be a road...