An insatiable appetite.

The Main Course : I don’t remember how old I was when I picked up my first book. I don’t remember which book either. Probably a Famous Five or Secret Seven (Enid Blyton). When we had visited New Delhi, once to meet my Uncle in Faridabad and then to attend the Incentive Awards ceremony for…… Continue reading An insatiable appetite.

Not so vibrant.

Heat. Scorching heat. Dozens of pairs of eyes staring me down. And the stench of sweat and impatience. Feet shifting, tongues clicking, ┬ávendors shouting, babies wailing.. Ever traveled in the unreserved coach of the Indian railways? The Indian film industry has successfully portrayed a young woman, carefree and courageous, stepping into an unreserved coach of…… Continue reading Not so vibrant.