People And Food

Recently, on my homeward journey in Metro from office , I spotted 2 very cute girls from the Northeast chatting and laughing with each other. While they talked in their native language, images of chowmein laced with vinegar and soya sauce and veg. and paneer momos steaming inside a pan ran through my mind. The more they talked, the hungrier I felt, and the more my mouth watered with the thought of having them all on my dining table. ….

If they had been conversing in Gujrati, I would have probably thought of dhoklas, bhajias, and bhakras and if they had been South Indians, I would have imagined myself sitting with a plate of idlis, vadas, and dosas perhaps, and so on and so forth.

Well, we Indians are quite lucky that way, in culinary matters at least. We have access to a huge variety of foods from different regions, quite unlike so many countries.

Here are some pics of those 2 Northeast girls…




Work & Life

Life is a big cad indeed! It is always so full of bumps, steep bends, and unforeseen disasters and it keeps turning and churning you around. But stability and rhythm are important for survival because it is in peaceful existence that you get the chance to rejuvenate and gather strength to carry on.

One way to remain in sync with the divine cycle of days, nights, and seasons is to follow a definite work routine. The job and the place of work may not always be the best you deserve, but what matters most is being part of a daily grind with its daily goals and objectives. This isn’t always very easy, but it’s not impossible.

Here are some pics of the Metro clocks at the metro stations I walk on while commuting between office and home. A sight of them gives me a huge high, a deep sense of satisfaction and accomplishment, for being able to remain above the tide, in spite of all those obstacles that compel me to remain home-bound and my heart silently sends a prayer of thanks to God.

In the morning, on my way to work…



In the evening, on my way home…Best time of my life…




A Chair In The Sky


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When I first saw this chair staring into the tantalizingly wide, open, cloudy sky, I found myself overcome by a tumult of emotions. I tried to imagine how someone might feel while sitting on that chair, the whizzing past of pigeons, the sound of flapping of wings, the intermingling of clouds, the breeze brushing past the nostrils, and that heady feeling of playing God, of being far above all earthly concerns…

Out of curiosity, I did a google search of the words ‘chair in sky’ and I was pleasantly  surprised to find these wonderful songs with interesting lyrics.

  1. Joni Mitchell’s song (

But now Manhattan holds me
To a chair in the sky
With the bird in my ears
And boats in my eyes
Going by

2. Regina Spektor’s Folding Chair (

Come and open up your folding chair next to me
My feet are buried in the sand and there’s a breeze
There’s a shadow you can’t see my eyes
And the sea is just a wetter version of the skies

3. Jeff Mosier’s Man In the Chair in the sky (

Man in the chair in the sky

Just do what he says, and don’t ask why

If you’re a bad little boy you’ll catch on fire

It’s the man in the chair in the sky, man in the chair in the sky.

Every head bowed and every eye closed

Sittin’ up straight in my Sunday cloths

Nobody smiles like Jesus and I wonder why ?

I guess they’re scared of the man in the sky.

Do you know of any other songs with these words ‘Chair in the sky?’ I would love to know. I look forward to reading your comments.

Here is another pic of this chair looking at a clear sky…



The Tragedy of Onions


For the past so many months now, I have been buying onions at Rs.20 per kg. The price has remained pretty much the same here in Delhi, except for the rainy season when it shoots up a little bit and the quality too deteriorates. That’s when I have to pay more for onions of better quality.

I recently came across this article and I got a shock of my life! (

Can you imagine that? Farmers recently sold their onions for as low as 20 paise per kg while I continued to pay 100 times their price in Delhi! Many of these farmers actually trashed their produce into the garbage, since there was no hope of getting back their investment by selling them. They had neither the means nor the time to sell them themselves at better prices.

This is what the onions tragedy is all about. During months of bumper production, the farmers don’t get a good price, so they move on to more profitable crops. This creates a scarcity and onions become expensive again. It is the traders who are benefiting the most from this situation as they are buying onions at rock-bottom prices and selling them at more than 100 times the cost price.

But this is not in the best interests of the nation. It is our politicians who are to blame for not taking proper countermeasures to arrest this situation. Anyway, better late than never. My dear leaders, please focus on making farming worthwhile and make some investment on storage, transportation, and marketing so that agricultural items that take so much labor and love to produce are not wasted.


Krishna Jhoola

Jhoola is a Hindi word meaning swing…


This pic was clicked some time after 25 August 2016 during Janamashtami (Lord Krishna’s Birthday) celebration at a temple close to my home. Swinging this swing to and fro gives me a very heady feeling of actually playing with Baby Krishna. It makes me feel divine. This is, I think, the best part of Janamashtmi, a day when we ought to plan ahead for making this nation a better place for all children, especially those who are homeless, malnourished, poor, with abusive parents, and no access to education…