Chronicles from outside the Kitchen

LIVER, n. A large red organ thoughtfully provided by nature to be bilious with. The sentiments and emotions which every literary anatomis...

I live, like many other migrants to Bengaluru, in a well-guarded multi-storied bastion, keeping the rest of the world out. I also l...

Weaving his way through a sea of bright red plastic chairs is a little boy who cajoles every passerby with a wave. He tempts with his little...

Once upon a time in Kerala My story stood peeking around a corner. It waited on tiptoes behind the curtains, waiting for an audience It hid ...

Prologue: My earliest crab memory dates back to when I was a wee child who woke up in the middle of th...

The hint of smoky sweetness wafts over the dusty smog of the city As I carry my Monday morning hangover fa...

While Da Vinci might argue that in simplicity lies the ultimate sophistication, I a mere, humble nobody choose to disagree. There is somet...