Category: Pros

30 Apr

Election Day

Election day today – the largest and most expensive election in the world. We are at dadi’s, getting spoilt in her Raj. She cooks, she directs, she beckons and she reprimands. Kiki is skipping along singing Happy Birthday, in the tune that she has made up all by herself. Dadu hands you gold coins that you think first about sharing with your best friend, Ansh, and later about hiding. Your dad and us go downstairs to vote – you’re still in your pajamas – not happy about this at all, whilst kiki is being fed her raab by Samik. We enter the polling station, I go in to find my number, you watch and learn how your mama gets work done. You declare you don’t want to be prime minister, and you don’t me to be one either. On further discussion, you finally agree that I could once you’re 18 years old.

You get an indelible mark on your finger by the guy who’s doing it for the adults. He refuses to at first, then your mother convinces him that it’s a good thing to teach children the importance of voting and he concedes, while the rest of the polling booth staff smiles as your face lights up with joy. We go back upstairs and you are thrilled to have a bath in the bucket with Papa whilst we pack up and rush everyone because we want to leave before the traffic hits. Dadi rushes upstairs to cut ajwain leaves from her plant for our chutney tomorrow night and an aloe vera stem that we need to get replanted so we can use it for Kiki’s and your baths. We reach home and are each filled with the utter anand that coming home brings, even if it’s only after less than 24 hours.

14 Feb

At the seaside

1. Family and friends
2. Food
3. Beach

In that order. Our favourite things about Bombay. Of course, the list goes on and on.

But well. What we’re saying is, nowt lovelier than spending time at the seaside…

Sometimes, there’s more plastic and people than you know what to do with. But every time, you can find your own little spot of sand castled beach. A little spot where the water is ours, the kids can dig, and I can dream. And take a million pictures of the kids digging.

My idyllic seaside getaway includes rough, winding coastal walks, hidden away smugglers’ caves (some with long lost treasure still in them), derelict lighthouses that might start beaming anytime to save ships too close to demon’s rocks, low roofed, cosy pubs that serve potato wedges, shady sandy coves and shops that are full of art, nautical bits and bobs and ice cream – all of which are found in the next best place in the world – Cornwall. In Bombay, we might not have everything in the check list above, but what we do have is coconut water, pani puri and most importantly, unlimited sunshine 99% of the time – which I think ought to even the odds… somewhat.

As I never tire of saying, possibilities seem endless, dreams suddenly within grasp and all of life’s heaviest burdens insignificant – at the beach. Here’s to spending more time doing the things we adore but think we have forever to do…


A little piece of my heart will always belong to Cornwall…

2 Aug

Celebrating moments

They say you ought to enjoy the moment. They say pictures are less important than the here and now (speaks in my husband’s voice…). But they also say memories are meant to be celebrated (the other they). How does one remember anything these days? With all the information overload we have every minute of every day…

I say taking pictures is one of the more important things you do. Writing about them too. Luckily for me, this is a break from ‘work’. I’ve always loved documenting things.

The most beautiful things are not associated with money;
they are memories and moments.
If you don’t celebrate those, they can pass you by.

Pictures can be unforgettable, while depicting nothing out of the ordinary. 

Maybe I have to admit – there’s no need to take quite so many. Not just because the cloud is finite even though it appears not to be, but because it’s so much easier to travel light.

14 Jul

Of life’s missions…

So my lovely mother-in-law invited us to an idol installation ceremony. What is that exactly? Well, what it says on the tin. When a temple is brand new, the idols are installed by the people who paid for them (and their families in tow). There are cute little traditions followed like bathing the idols and then actually cementing them in with little spade like things. You are very honored indeed if you’ve been chosen to install them in a place where they stay for all of eternity.

We were more than happy to be part of her special day and partake in all the little ceremonies. I’m not a very religious person but I definitely believe that Hindu temples have pretty awesome vibes. My best friend says they are a cumulation of all the pilgrims’ good intentions and positive thoughts when they walk in through the doors. My mother in law, who is extremely religious, told me doing this was one of her life goals getting ticked. Having an idol that would bless tens of thousands of devotees with her name inscribed below it long after she was gone.

Makes you think doesn’t it. What are our life goals? Are we even close to ticking them off? How it must feel to want and work really hard towards something and see it in flesh and blood or mortar and stone…

21 Jun

Babymoon: Maharaja style!

We were very fortunate indeed to have our second babymoon in the Umaid Bhavan palace, Jodhpur. (Our first was in gorgeous Greece, but that’s another story…). Taj is well known for their hospitality but I have to be honest, they pulled out all stops in pampering us this time.

We would start our days bright and early (courtesy of Arjun) and head downstairs to the most scrumptious breakfasts accompanied by peacocks and live music. Next stop: the pool set in the lush gardens with a splendid view of the palace.

The staff not only designed exquisite meals for us but also engineered afternoon games to keep Arjun occupied so we could get some much needed alone time. It was every bit as romantic as staying in a palace can be!

I love travelling and seeing different parts of the world – but travelling within India is just a different level of luxury and has got to be my absolute favourite.

9 Jun

Evenings

What’s not to love about Bombay evenings. Even if there’s ‘no plan’ the sun is (nearly) always shining and the outdoors inviting. If you don’t fancy the short 4 minute drive to the beach, just lather up in mosquito spray for the park!


The Gulmohar trees in full bloom all along Gulmohar road…
 

 

9 Jun

Evenings

What’s not to love about Bombay evenings. Even if there’s ‘no plan’ the sun is (nearly) always shining and the outdoors inviting. If you don’t fancy the short 4 minute drive to the beach, just lather up in mosquito spray for the park!


The Gulmohar trees in full bloom all along Gulmohar road…