On Finding the Easter Eggs and the child within

I first saw Easter Eggs when I was about nine. We were in Allahabad at the time and father had brought this fancy  large egg. It was white and it was hard, made with sugar, perhaps. The surface was beautifully  decorated with intricate pink detailing of bows and ribbons, flowers and leaves. To the middle …

Belgium: A Passport to Indulgence

Think of Belgian food and the first thing that comes to mind is chocolate, but there is a lot more to food in Belgium than its chocolates. Cuberdons. Throughout summer, carts laden with tiny translucent cones appear at every market square in Belgium. These carts, often manned by elderly gentlemen, stock piles of little cones …

Eating Pakodis in the land of Laal Maas.

It is almost noon and the Badi Chaupad is as busy as it gets. Two-wheelers, autos, buses, cars, rickshaws and e-rickshaws are at loggerheads with each other; pedestrians and cyclists jostle for space. Shops overflow with fabric, garments, shoes, bangles, utensils, and of course shoppers. In short, there is chaos all over. But somewhere in …

Brussels: The Unsung Hero of Europe

"Brussels has nothing, why are you spending so many days there?" This was something I heard over and over again by people who got to know of our plan to be in the city for five long days. I arrived in the Belgian capital tad worried: had I really made a mistake by keeping too …

2017: A Year In Food Memories.

Okay! So this post comes a little late. Three days to be precise. But then, when most people were summing up their year, I was busy making the most of the remaining days of 2017 by travelling some more. 2017 was a year full of travel for me (which one isn't?). It started in January …

When Death Befalls

I often think about death, and wonder how would others describe me when I am gone. While I hope others have nice things to say about me -- they always say only nice things about the dead somehow -- this is what I would like them to know about me. * This morning Anubhuti Krishna, …

UNESCO World Heritage Week: Getting Lost in Brugge.

Ride a bike along the canals lined with world heritage buildings, gorge on home made fries, wash them down fresh beer, and follow it up with world’s best chocolate. Getting lost in the oldest city of Flanders is not without its perks. Climb the belfry, ride into the middle ages on a horse drawn carriage …

Of Bangalore Dosas and Tamil Idlis

So I hadn't slept all night. It is a typical trait of my travel: I am so excited that I do not sleep the night before, and I cannot sleep on the flight or the train. And then when you arrive in a city like Bangalore at 5:00  in the morning how can you sleep? …