Kaapi, anna?

•September 1, 2014 • Leave a Comment


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


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



•December 27, 2013 • Leave a Comment


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.

Frozen in

•November 9, 2013 • Leave a Comment


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…

Another post…

•November 8, 2013 • Leave a Comment

So it comes down to this…random words strung together in the middle of the night 

Another post on this blog (after many months) starts off with the enthusiasm of a 4-year old trying to learn to cycle…little training wheels pointing away on both ends of my amateur writer’s soul…
My love for writing (and coffee), which is sporadic at best…will definitely have to be counterbalanced by an infatuation with food, mountains (yes, mountains over the sea, hands-down), ink pens, edgar poe and some measured moments of madness…

(ORIGIN Old English, via ecclesiastical Latin alleluia from Greek allēlouia (in the Septuagint), or (from the 16th century) directly from Hebrew hallĕlūyāh ‘praise ye the Lord.’)



•August 22, 2013 • 1 Comment

Just came back from my first foray into Bihar. The land of ironies where poverty and beauty keep slapping you in the face.

This image was captured by a team member on the shoot (Shijo George) and I couldn’t help but share it forward.



•March 10, 2013 • 3 Comments


Moonpeak Cafe,
Dharamshala, Himachal Pradesh