“It takes a very long time to become young.” ~ Picasso

Reposting with a new image. This post is from 2014. When my father died last summer, so did my childhood. … More

Twenty years ago today

We observed my mother’s Shraddha. That day is blurry but I am sure that we blindly went through the rituals … More

Maa has returned to her heavenly abode, as did mine, almost 20 years ago. After I had moved to Delhi, … More

Summer is almost over, as are the monsoons. The mangoes are most definitely gone, but here I am, still trying … More

Almost everyone in my architecture school adored momos. We relished it often. Not satisfied with its war on Maggi, the … More

It’s been a little over 4 years since my father passed away, unexpectedly. Inherent in its suddenness is also a thankfulness … More

Yippee! The air is clear and crisp, and the skies are the closest they ever get to a California blue … More

On April 7th, 2014, Rwandans commemorated the 20th anniversary of one of the worst massacres in history. Seven years ago, I … More