Mystical side of My Delhi

The whistling of the train blended with the early morning azaan was my first alarm that made my mornings memorable in Delhi. I didn’t know when the sound started and when it ended, but I knew its somewhere around five … Continue reading Mystical side of My Delhi

A cinnamon scented love letter to Autumn !

The part of the world where I was born, the advent of autumn signifies the end of grueling hot summer and lonely and dark monsoons. It is the beginning of the season of festivals where people across celebrate the universal Mother Goddess called as Navratri or Durga Puja. Autumn ends with the festival of lights called Diwali.   In the part of the world where I live now, autumn or fall as it is more commonly known signifies harvest season. The weather starts getting cooler and the air crisper. Unfortunately, I don’t live in Montana or New England where I … Continue reading A cinnamon scented love letter to Autumn !