Magpie
Oatmeal of Friendship
Remember those days when slam books were passed around like there’s no tomorrow? And the “important” question “Who is your best friend?” - this was the juvenile version of “Koffee...
Oatmeal of Friendship
Remember those days when slam books were passed around like there’s no tomorrow? And the “important” question “Who is your best friend?” - this was the juvenile version of “Koffee...
Dress Up! Show Up! - for YOURSELF
"Clothes make the man. Naked people have little or no influence on society." - Mark Twain I now firmly believe that one must always dress up for the stature...
Dress Up! Show Up! - for YOURSELF
"Clothes make the man. Naked people have little or no influence on society." - Mark Twain I now firmly believe that one must always dress up for the stature...
Another year…another number
How is it that when we were young, it was crisply clear what age we were turning but now it’s a maths question? Whenever someone asks me my age these...
Another year…another number
How is it that when we were young, it was crisply clear what age we were turning but now it’s a maths question? Whenever someone asks me my age these...
Leading Lady?
Blame it on Bollywood, but doesn't draping a saree instantly make you feel like the leading lady? What long sessions of therapy and conversation with that 4AM-friend could not accomplish,...
Leading Lady?
Blame it on Bollywood, but doesn't draping a saree instantly make you feel like the leading lady? What long sessions of therapy and conversation with that 4AM-friend could not accomplish,...
Naani Ka Baksa
She's not here, but her essense surely is. I open her trunk of sarees, a treasure trove really, and I can feel her fragrance and soft skin still wrapped in...
Naani Ka Baksa
She's not here, but her essense surely is. I open her trunk of sarees, a treasure trove really, and I can feel her fragrance and soft skin still wrapped in...
Beauty lies... in the hands of tailor
My first ever tailored ethnic wear was a salwar suit. I vividly remember the soft sorbet colours and the airy light feel of the fabric. The first words out of...
Beauty lies... in the hands of tailor
My first ever tailored ethnic wear was a salwar suit. I vividly remember the soft sorbet colours and the airy light feel of the fabric. The first words out of...