If I was a Frenchman…

I often faced this loaded question, "Are you settled?"

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A month ago, photographed at Petit Palais, in itself an architectural delight. Add to that le Musée des Beaux-Arts de la Ville de Paris, which permitted entry -- gratis. I did not have time (nor the inclination) to look at the Oscar Wilde Exhibition which was also on display at the time, and for which … Continue reading

The “Flying Rani”!

Although a train journey in India is arduous, especially when traveling unreserved, it is always fun, and replete with memorable experiences. 🙂

Trotting on your high horse?

Headed to Buckingham Palace? Chances are you're more than likely not going anywhere near there. Then why this compulsion to speak the Queen's English, eh?  Here's what I think the issue is... It's an instant giveaway that although you're a product of independent India, you haven't quite broken away those shackles of your colonial past … Continue reading Trotting on your high horse?

Watch your kite soar!

In Indian cinema, poets and lyricists have expressed the joys and sorrows of people, through songs using the humble kite as a metaphor. Watching your kite soar, caressing the skies on a clear day is a simple delight. Across the oceans to the west, or bending far over in the orient's east, you see kites … Continue reading Watch your kite soar!

Hima Kala Kendra

We knew her as Ms Hima Devi. I always remember her as a lady with immense attitude, a cigarette between her fingers, puffing smoke in our middle school classroom. After a while our Victorian "ha, hoo" shocked by her stance, simply stopped. Hima was just Hima... cool. No, we did not use that term then. … Continue reading Hima Kala Kendra

What lies around the bend… we know not!

During its journey, meandering through three states, the Colorado River, cuts through Marble Canyon. Driving over Navajo Bridge, you see this mighty river from way above -- almost 142 meters (616 feet) above -- the water level. Looking far yonder, one wonders what lies around that bend... but few can tell, just as in life, … Continue reading What lies around the bend… we know not!

Seeking fame. What’s your name?

Isn't that quite like seeking the elusive dame? Here's an easy route: Love yourself. The world will clamor to clutch you with their greedy grips. Ouch! But what's the alternative to getting famous? Duh... getting infamous. So, titillate If you're wondering why this inane post, I'll share my agony. Nothing to do with whether or … Continue reading Seeking fame. What’s your name?

A sassy lassie asked her sexy chum, “Umm, so what’s hidden behind the choli?”

Coyly her chum replied, "That's my heart behind the choli"... Sassy lassie, saucy again, asks, "Pray, what's behind the chunari?" Sexy lady shot back, "That's my heart behind the chunari". As these two rustic young girls danced away on screen over two decades ago, off screen, given a chance, some Indians still scream, "Blasphemy! Anand … Continue reading A sassy lassie asked her sexy chum, “Umm, so what’s hidden behind the choli?”

“Robyn Davidson” quotes I love… but who is Robyn?

“And there are new kinds of nomads, not people who are at home everywhere, but who are at home nowhere. I was one of them ” ― Robyn Davidson, Desert Places This quote caught my attention right away. I knew I had to watch the film until the very end... no falling asleep like I … Continue reading “Robyn Davidson” quotes I love… but who is Robyn?