The last time we wore our ‘Kumaoni pichora’, or 'leopard spotted stoles' as my youngest insisted on calling, was for my cousin’s wedding two years ago. I took this picture of my mother around that time. She was among the few ladies who glowed in her distinctive Kumaoni nose ring. Draped on her was the… Continue reading Spots And Dots Of A Kumaoni Pichora
82 Araghar was my Nana's house, my second address all through my growing years. It was tall, white, double storey opposite the Araghar Post Office. In fact Nana's house looked like a slice of cake with pretty white trimming, served on a narrow platter. A gushing canal ran along its boundary walls for many years… Continue reading The House That Nana Built.
Recently I was called to school to update some records. You could say I was eager as my pet Sheru, featured in the header, to get out of the house. The school campus was deserted except for a few workers pottering about refusing to meet the eye. I suppose, after months of isolation and work… Continue reading Masked Emotions.
"Where are you from?" I am often asked this question. I blame my non distinctive looks that place me anywhere from the North Eastern region of India to Nepal, Tibet, Thailand. Once I was even excitedly pegged for a Japanese by my country men. Sigh! Closer home, confusion reigns supreme in my state of Uttarakhand.… Continue reading Identity Crisis and The Indian Election Mahakumbh!
Behind the tree, On the wall. Neglected yet resplendent, Lord Shiva in his divine form. This was on the road I often passed, Eyes locked on traffic, honking horn, A flash of blue caught my eye, A Pahadi nose ring, And an enigmatic Mona Lisa smile. "And all the roads we have to walk are… Continue reading October Bytes#1 -The Wonder Wall
Dan Brown is writing a new Robert Langdon book 'Origins'. What if he heads to India this time? Well I lived the life of Robert Langdon over the weekend, for a short while. The mission - to decipher the clues left behind by the artists of the bygone era. Of course the setting was neither… Continue reading “Mural , mural on the wall…”
"Tomorrow is a holiday because of harela . What in the world is harela?" "Harela ? Actually it's a Kumaoni festival during which cereal grains are sprouted at home. After a few days when they begin resembling long grass ,they are cut and distributed among the family members in a ritual, praying for their good… Continue reading Harela and other Kumaoni things.