Alu Fulkopir Dalna


Alu Fulkopir Dalna is a quintessential Bong dish of Cauliflower,Potatoes and Peas .It is very different from the North Indian variety of Alu-Phoolgobhi. A curry in tomato base,balanced with whole spices and ginger , takes the food experience to a new level . The Confluence of many different ingredients , the pungent mustard oil and … Continue reading Alu Fulkopir Dalna

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No , one can never be prepared enough…


I don’t think one can ever be prepared enough to deal with death . I am not sure if I will publish this post but I have to write it anyway . Whether you know a person’s time is limited or no , death is always a shock . My father in law had been … Continue reading No , one can never be prepared enough…

Molushyam to Macher Kalia – My Food Story


Food I have realized is a big part of who you are..Not just literally but metaphorically as well! I am not a foodie. I am just your regular will-eat –what’s –served person. So for the longest time this whole food brouhaha would leave me wondering at what this big deal was all about! I was … Continue reading Molushyam to Macher Kalia – My Food Story

An Everlasting Gobstopper


Life with a child is an everlasting gobstopper. Gobstopper is a kind of lolly pop consisting of many layers . A different flavor hits you with every layer. And the gobstoppers last a long while compared  to the average lolly pop. That’s why they are called  everlasting Gobstoppers ! That’s how life is with a … Continue reading An Everlasting Gobstopper

After you


Sunlight streamed in through the open window. A gentle mist hung over the trees in the distance. The fragrance of the frangipani still lingered in the air from the night before . Dew drops glistened on  blades of grass . Life was stirring anew . For everyone else , it was the start of another … Continue reading After you

What is left behind


I remember you in fragments Flitting in and out like fireflies Tracing familiar patterns in the dark Just beyond my outstretched fingers I wonder , if they are tricks of my mind Pining away for what cannot be mine It all comes back to me sometimes though , When the wind carries your laughter When … Continue reading What is left behind