“Bzzzz bzzz bzz!” … “whirr whirrr whir?” … “hmmm hm hmm!!” … the gathering was raucous and the cacophony hung above the pasture like a disagreeable smog. “Silence in the grasslands, please. I now call this meeting to order”, Sylph the Damselfly called out, her piercing voice ringing out into the swarm of some hovering, … Continue reading Damsels and Dragons
“What do you mean, did I tell Eldon where to come? As if he doesn’t know our hangout”, Eldan exclaimed in mock annoyance, “19° 9' 38.948" N by 72° 52' 18.332" E, the precise location!” “He’s late”, Elden was irritable, “Anyways, as usual it is you two who will have a lavish spread while I … Continue reading Three Wise Wings
~~””~~”””~”~~~…””~”~~~”””~…~~”~… “~”~~~”~…Ms. Spinderella was prattling ceaselessly, it was another matter that I understood nothing – I don’t speak Spiderese, you see! “Hey human, listen to her no more, cause I speak Humanese!” called out a voice from opposite Spinderella’s abode. I turned my head and saw a colourful spider swinging from the top of a … Continue reading We Don’t Need No Spin Doctor!
A dollop of fermented rice-dal batter, hits the hot griddle with a sputtering sizzle, spread out deftly in spirals outward, the thin layer drenched with a liberal oil drizzle. A blob of garlic chutney spread out atop, or a sprinkle of spicy powdered podi over, smoothened lovingly with a spatula across, it steams and crackles … Continue reading Romancing the Masala Dosa!
“Chirp…chirp…chirp…click me if you can” went the tinny voice yet again, this time jumping from my left to the right. I had thumbed down the shutter speed to capture the sedate spider (full interview of Ms. Spinderella the spider in a forthcoming post) when a blurry blob suddenly started jumping across my field of view, … Continue reading Hop a Little, Jump a Little, So We Learn!
He slid back the stiff cuff of his white shirt to glance at the watch on his wrist, the prized watch which he had received upon completion of 25 years of meritorious service. The solid glistening hands of gold set against a dull silver dial reported the time as well past midnight. It was a … Continue reading The General Manager
It was a perpetual conundrum which would beseech me for a palatable answer as to why my “Mumbaised” friends from up North would ever so often belittle the so-called North Indian snacks available in Mumbai with an upturned nose – whether snooty or unsympathetic, I had no inkling then – and would subsequently disappear behind … Continue reading Rajdhani Express: The Foodie Trail meanders through Delightful Delhi!