Franz Kafka and Magic of his writing …


Here is something that popped up on my Facebook ..A beautiful story about Franz Kafka,the iconic writer .. When he was 40, the renowned Bohemian novelist and short story writer FRANZ KAFKA (1883–1924), who never married and had no children, was strolling through Steglitz Park in Berlin, when he chanced upon a young girl crying … Continue reading Franz Kafka and Magic of his writing …

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

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

The Unknown Tangent!!


This unexpected move to Kolkata, has brought many good tidings my way. So, while yes I had to quit my job after 10 years of working, I am thankful for this break. Since I am at home, I am able to spend a lot of my time with my son and June. The best is … Continue reading The Unknown Tangent!!

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