The City of Joy preps up for Visarjan post week-long Durga Puja celebrations. The poem expresses the feelings of a young girl after bidding adieu to Maa until next year...
Your little girl shall wait, Maa
The Emotion Called Durga Puja
From the joy of 'Maa Ashche' to the contentment experienced at the very first sight of you - 'Maa Esheche' Durga Puja is an emotion that binds the city's many different facets.
My AtoZ of Chennai: Book Review by ishaspire
The chapters are precise and to the point and the language is simple. In total the book has 36 pages and 26 chapters. I would recommend you to read this book if you wish to be briefly acquainted with interesting trivia of South India.
The Adventures of the JP Family – Book Review by ishaspire
Good, relatable humour in current times is like an oasis in a desert! Radhika Acharya's - The Adventures of the JP Family promises chuckles and laughter.
Book Review: My Land Across the Border
Know what made Sayan Bhattacharya's Book - My Land Across the Border, a must-read for me and why the story shall continue to live for long in my mind.
Surviving #BlogchatterA2Z Challenge
The roller-coaster ride that it was, the challenge had it's own share of ups and downs but on the last day, I was only filled with joy to have successfully complete the challenge.
Zeroing in on Lac Bangles
At Burrabazar, Kamal owns a humble stall full of beautiful bangles. I visited his stall to buy bangles for the upcoming wedding of my cousin. While in Jaipur and Hyderabad, it is common to find dedicated bangle markets, in Kolkata there aren't many options. The busy street next to Satyanarayan A.C. Market is one option... Continue Reading →
Yummilicious Sugarcane Juice
My friend and me would visit the sugarcane juice seller after school. The drink helped us to rejuvenate and refresh our senses. Stacks of sugarcanes piled up on the cart would entice us to enjoy a kulhar of the cold fresh, juice. To beat the summer heat, this was our favourite option! Not cold drinks,... Continue Reading →
Xerox copy of his father!
Manish has the same shrill voice, the same gait and a similar dressing style - said my dadi. Sharing a resemblance with his father and continuing with his business, Manish was the kulfi wala who visited our locality in the evenings. Carrying a huge container full of ice and molds of creamy kulfi, he was... Continue Reading →
