The Curse of Saraswati

If I look irritated, it is because I was. It is in these moments of disappointment, however, when we learn the most.

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What I do remember…

 It is a simple test, but a pertinent one after visiting any exhibition – but it was profound after the Kochi-Muziris International Biennale The fact that I remembered anything at all was surprising. I avoid most contemporary art, especially conceptual art, a category for which I have a strong opinion that is hard for me […]

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the Lodi Garden

It may be the way the air chills softly under great neem trees, cackling with parakeets, or the eagles that swoop calmly over the roses as the sun sets. Bamboos create archways between fields dotted with the crumbling stone of tombs from empires past. The scent of jasmine lifts the air from the smell of […]

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The Portals of Chandni Chowk

According to the Law that goes by many names, including Ganesha, every doorway requires something to be left behind and something new to be accepted. This is the human dilemma, and it is one that is not getting any easier as there are ever more of us in this world, all unsatisfied, desiring progress and […]

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Cooking Mexican in India

The games continued, unfolding the birth of a new cuisine, in much the same way our ancestors had done on different continents.

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The Logic of Faith

I have probably already supplied you with enough information to reinforce your belief that such a pilgrimage is yet another pointless act of religious craziness. But I would not be so quick to draw your sharp weapon of logic. You might discover it is much blunter than you had imagined.

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Khadi

If you have never worn khadi — the traditional handspun, hand-woven cotton, wool or silk cloth of India — not only will such comfort and durability go unbeknownst to you, but you might also miss out on its incredible history.

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Nada ‘lost in translation’!

Se não fosse pela minha experiência toda no Brasil – ou o Brasil que passou na minha vida – eu jamais teria achado tanta graça no comentário do meu irmãozinho indiano, depois daquela pausa para relaxar:  “This is India: we have to make adjustments; we have to find the WAYS.”
Eu engasguei e quase cuspi a água que bebia para fora do tuk-tuk.

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