Walking up the wide, polished red stairs, I shake silvery sand off my bare feet. Waves break on the seashore in the distance, music plays from the bar at Royal’s. The sun is shining from a bright blue sky and a smattering of coconut trees sway gently. The old house has never looked prettier. Or more welcoming.
Category: looking back
A very Bellini afternoon
A chiqe afternoon at the Belmond Hotel Cipriani in Venice learning the art of the Belini, in Venice, ah magical, mythical Venezia.
Christmas: a grief story
Last Christmas, 2022, our spirits were battered and bruised from all the storms of the year gone by. It was our first time without close family and the Ex. The Child and I were devastated at how hollow and empty and silent it was. We had little to celebrate, and couldn’t bear to do anything, feasting…
Egypt 1995-1996
I lost someone very, very dear to me, a wonderful, wonderful woman, Edith W. Thinking about her these past few days, frozen and unable to shed a tear, I am writing this to remember her, lest I forget how much she coloured my life with her love and her adorable quirks. Edith and her devoted…
Diwali
This Diwali has been a happy one, but still bittersweet, filled with memories of my distant childhood where we actually celebrated Diwali in a large Hindu family, and of course my father was still alive and always made it special. I think I’m old enough to use phrases like “when I was young….” And yes,…
Ghosts of My Bombay
In the Bombay of my dreams I meander once more through my Colaba, Lanes leaden with leafy trees adorn sidewalks Bordering quaint homes, art deco stunning, oldworld charming Some have gardens bougainville and flowers, I peer into windows fascinated by Life, peeping inside to glimpse families behind heavy wood and glass doors Chandeliers gleam Pots…
Mapusa Market
A sunny Friday spent at my most favourite market in the world: Mapusa Market in Goa! Old Goenche aunties, black jaggery and chorice, bread and chillies…..I never want to leave…..
Chandor – an era vanquished
A monsoon afternoon spent soaking in the atmosphere and beauty of one of South Goa’s most beautiful Portuguese mansions, the Menezes Braganza home in Chandor.
Patagonia- the last wild place
Patagonia……. Need I say more?
The Sagrada Familia
At first glance, your senses reel in wonder and delight as your heart races upwards in awe across the many, many delights that the edifice is, and silent tears start to trickle down your awestruck face.
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