About two years after my last trip to a South Indian village setup, I decided to do a quick weekend trip to my friend Hari’s ancestral village last weekend. I wanted a change from the city lifestyle, even if it was just for a couple of days. His father had constructed a temple and prayer hall using crowdsourced funds for the principal deity of the … Continue reading Native Touch Of A City Bred – Two Years Later
When my dad called me to a kuladeiva pooja (a ceremony in our native village) last week, I readily agreed. One, because it was a weekend getaway, more like a mini holiday after a long time. Two, because I wanted to understand my roots, and know more about this ritual which I attended once before, when I was 11. The turn from the Thiruvannamalai-Thirukoviloor highway … Continue reading Native touch of a city bred
If you sit alone and think about it, it would be very hard to agree to the fact that you’ve grown up. I’m 23 years old and life so far has been a blur. It only seemed like it was yesterday, when I first went to school and peed my pants; when I first made a friend; when I first picked up a cricket bat; … Continue reading Is marriage really that close?
On a Saturday morning, when I was lazily getting up from bed, a friend of mine called me and asked if we could go for a trek. For someone who has been in Bangalore for close to eight months now and loves adventure, I hate to admit I’ve been on only one trek since getting here. Mostly, this was because we would eagerly plan for … Continue reading Guts and Instincts – Makalidurga trek