You smell Sassoon Docks before you see it. The olfactory hints grow stronger past the red and white archway, as…
Indigo diaries
They were among the first ones to go up. Flapping back and forth on the flimsy wire, my eyes kept…
Small joys
It’s always about the simpler things in life with the boy from the hills. Of brushing off one’s shoes, encounters…
Microcosm
The ghats are where the action is. Walk alongside and you will find kids playing cricket on each stretch. In…
Becoming a child at Kahani Tree
“Aaaaaaaaccchhhooooooooooooooooooooooooo” Blork! Bluurf! I seem to have caught Gajapati Kulapati’s cold. Just wait till I catch hold of that elephant…
A bibliophile’s guide to the city’s bookstores
The last time I visited a bookstore (which was just last week), I sat down to read Neil Gaiman’s The View…
Walking back in time
It’s 1874. Mumbai’s first tram has just pulled away from Parel TT towards Colaba. As the horse-drawn carriage trudges ahead,…
Treasure trove
This time I was in the desert, watching the story of Dodola and Zam unfold from a distance. From the…
Not on the same road
There was nowhere to go but everywhere, so just keep on rolling under the stars Nothing behind me, everything ahead…
For the love of postcards
I don’t recollect when I started collecting them, just that they are piling over, spilling out of files now. Not…
Getting the Olive Ridleys home
Under the starlit sky and crescent moon, we headed out to prepare for the human visitors. The stumps and rope…
Finding the muse
Walking through the maze of green, past sparsely populated animal enclosures, you wonder if the visit is going to pay…
