When fish fall in love

•February 2, 2016 • Leave a Comment

So….

Following up from the previous post, which was posted, well, almost a year ago…

(And what a year it has been!)

‘I’ has now become ‘we’

*smile*

Ms Mentalsyrup joins the bandwagon and (hopefully), there will be more posts this year. More photographs. More memories. More laughter. And ofcourse, more food!

And as usual, continuing with streams of consciousness, please watch ‘The Fish Fall In Love’ and find yourself a slice of happiness.

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2015

•February 8, 2015 • Leave a Comment

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First post of the year.
Food, what else?
Hopefully, it’ll be a busier year on this blog!

Crinkly

•September 4, 2014 • Leave a Comment

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Images. There is just such a massive overload of digital. images that one experiences in a given day. Technologically regurgitated into our half-dead minds…the internet, TV, bill-boards, newspapers and the other lot in between that fills the crevices between mass-media.

So when we discovered walls in this quaint palace in South India plastered with photographs, all shot on film and mounted in crinkly wooden frames, we just decided to let the sepia tones filter into our souls. Images.

Kaapi, anna?

•September 1, 2014 • Leave a Comment

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Filter coffee, aka kaapi, is literally a balm that soothes the frazzled soul. There is magic in this concoction that spells pure joy.

The Dravidians got this beautifully right!

Indian Coffee House

•February 8, 2014 • Leave a Comment

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Indian Coffee House, Gwalior
A quaint den for either conversations and solitude…take a pick and step into one of the most anachronistic coffee shops in the country

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Monroe!

•December 27, 2013 • Leave a Comment

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The joys of discovering your dad’s collection of films and books…tucked away in 40-years worth of nostalgia. And scribbly notes peppering this landscape of memory.
Joy!

Frozen in

•November 9, 2013 • Leave a Comment

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This is generally what vacations are for us…mountains (or anything that qualifies as way too away from the city), food and walking…lots of walking!

So, the old images that came bopping out of family albums, stashed away a decade ago, have the same imagery…of some quaint places…people around food…looking cheery. Me? I looked leaner, black mop of hair on the head (nostalgia) and Ma’s self-conscious grin into the camera.
The obsession with image making in the family runs deep when my grandfather started saving money and shooting his kids (read mum, uncle and aunt) as they grew up. Of course, a refugee family crossing into India post partition would have it tough so the black and whites got restricted to a dozen or so in a year. But it’s wonderful to flick through images created 50 odd years ago.

Time does freeze up.

Nostalgia comes trickling through the cracks in sepia tones.

Funny, how today, all I need to do is shoot off a mobile and add a layer of sepia. And blog it. Digital archiving.
But maybe, half a century down the line, someone in the family tree will be looking this off online…and reminiscing about memory, life and all that love teaches us…