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Monkey Masti!

Hey I am Vanu. I am a monkey🐒. And all my life I have been spent around these homes and trees scavenging for food. My Nana has told me tales about a luscious thick forest🌳🌳 where he used to live and hide from top predators. Not any more! Here, I seem to be the topContinue reading “Monkey Masti!”

Happy Janmashtami

Hathi🐘 ghoda🐴 palki Jai Kanhaiya Lal ki!! My earliest memories of Janmashtami are standing barefoot in enormous queue of devotees to pull the Jhoola ( swing) of the bal natkhat Kanha. The crowds would jostle and at times it would get either hot, humid or wet depending upon the humidity and downpour. The echoes andContinue reading “Happy Janmashtami”

What next?

What are you planning to do next? Where are you planning to go next? Which school for your boys? Now that you are finally settled, have you invested somewhere? How are you saving your money? When are you expecting? When are you getting married? When do you plan to invest? What shall be your specialtyContinue reading “What next?”

Different dimensions at the dead of night

There are plus sides to being an insomniac. On dark nights, filled with clouds, after a thunder struck evening you can slowly watch the mist engulfing your tiny home. Odd memories and odd dreams mix together to form a strange connotation. You can hear the crickets and other insects slowly singing into the night. YouContinue reading “Different dimensions at the dead of night”

My humorous struggles with humble dough!

Roti, chapati, Naan, tandoori Roti, Parantha, stuffed Paranthas and what not! Most of these items are omnipresent in day to day menu of by and large all Indian kitchens, North India particularly. Growing up, I ate them with relish along side generous servings of sabzi, daal prepared lovingly by Ma. I regret standing less besidesContinue reading “My humorous struggles with humble dough!”

I love me

The winds play with the trees. The sun hugs the grass. Me and my soliloquy, Builds up a intimate trust. A trust with the moon, the stars, the Sun, the sky. Who promise to never leave us and always stand by. The earth invites me to rest my head. Lay my head down and relax.Continue reading “I love me”