Walk with us as we explore places, regional cuisines, learn some arts and crafts, dig up some history, meet a few interesting people, and add more books to our shelves on this long journey.
Voyage
A voyage across the sea
A memorial to lost soldiers
Ruined forts, abandoned houses,
Nature reclaiming its hand
Introducing the Shop
Hi there! This has been in the works for ages. We are starting with a couple of notebooks in what we call ‘The Hope Series.’ The artwork is based on poetry that we love and keep going back to. As you flip the pages while jotting down your notes and impressions, we hope these verses provide you the same anchor.Continue reading “Introducing the Shop”
Mango, Pista, Malai
The dessert is getting quirkier. In the growing universe of gelatos, vegan, low-sugar/no-sugar, artisanal ice creams, the syllables are adding up. You have everything from black sesame and honeycomb, blueContinue reading “Mango, Pista, Malai”
Poetry Corner – Volume 8
We have been angry at the world and what it is morphing into for the better part of this year. We have been sulking. We have been dejected. We haveContinue reading “Poetry Corner – Volume 8”
August Blues
A call for torrential rain
A search for answers
A happy home
Prayers reflected in water
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Other Worlds of Isaac Asimov
Earth – that pale blue dot – planet – home. It’s not the lonely speck Carl Sagan spoke of. In the Other Worlds of Asimov, the universe is home toContinue reading “Other Worlds of Isaac Asimov”
Good Omens, Beastly Tales & Saki
Good Omens: Angels, demons, witches, prophecies, the end of the world – this one’s got it all. Given that it’s a Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett collaboration, there’s the expectedContinue reading “Good Omens, Beastly Tales & Saki”
Prelude to a riot
India today is a nation of frayed seams. Prelude to a Riot tells the story of one such unraveling in a small Southern town with the help of two familiesContinue reading “Prelude to a riot”
Poetry Corner: Volume 7
It’s raining cats and dogs here. The days are dull, gloomy but ever so often they invoke terror and awe like Arundhathi Subramaniam’s poetry. The aftermath is a clear, washed-upContinue reading “Poetry Corner: Volume 7”
Travel
A Walk in the Woods
A lament and a few pointers. Not a practical guide. What happens when you venture in blind in to a 7-day trek? The path leadsContinue reading “A Walk in the Woods”
Melting Pot
It was evening when we walked into the blue gates of Andretta pottery. Country music was spilling out into the lane, blending perfectly with theContinue reading “Melting Pot”
A walk with the wildflowers at Kaas
Come September, the Kaas plateau comes to life. Tiny blooms, shrubs, orchids, even carnivorous plants blossom on the plateau, which is located in the SataraContinue reading “A walk with the wildflowers at Kaas”
In exile
Walking in the mist, you wonderIs this the stuff or dreams or nightmares?How many who lay herecarried the dream of a Free Tibet?Waking to a past, untouched bythe mystics of the dreamcatcherThe grief, walking sideContinue reading “In exile”
Food, Art, People
From the Coast: A Prawn and Mango Curry Recipe
When you are born in a coastal town, seasons revolve around fish. Summers may invoke mango fervour, but it’s alsoContinue reading “From the Coast: A Prawn and Mango Curry Recipe”
Exploring Landscapes in Clay with Rekha Goyal
There is a long history of ceramic art across the world. It keeps evolving as it is reimagined, moulded andContinue reading “Exploring Landscapes in Clay with Rekha Goyal”
In Pics: The Island God
Indian mythology has some fascinating tales. An hour-long ferry from Gateway takes you to Elephanta or the Gharapuri Island, whereContinue reading “In Pics: The Island God”
Sweet Nibbles
When the pandemic nudged so many of us back into the kitchen, it also made us turn to old comfort recipes. Ones that had been forgotten, or replaced with easier alternatives, including packaged food. TheContinue reading “Sweet Nibbles”
There is pleasure in the pathless woods, there is rapture in the lonely shore, there is society where none intrudes, by the deep sea, and music in its roar; I love not Man the less, but Nature more. …Lord Byron
A Thousand Mornings 