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Where Shiva Lives: Barefoot at 5300 meter summit

The View from the Orchard My wife Sanju is from Himachal Pradesh, which means that my relationship with the western Himalayas has always been personal in a way that most travel isn’t. It was on one of those summer visits, staying with Sanju’s family in Theog — an apple village in east Himachal — that…
The Peaks No One Has Stood On

A Childhood in the Shadow of the Fishtail My earliest years were spent in Pokhara. My father had been deputed to Nepal on a civil infrastructure assignment — the first road connecting Kathmandu to Pokhara, and the development of Pokhara airport. There are photographs from that time, black and white and slightly faded, and in…
When the Sun Turns and India Eats: One January, Many Festival Plates

There is a very particular kind of excitement that arrives in India around mid-January. It isn’t loud like Diwali, or reverential like Navratri. It’s steadier, quieter—and deeply edible. The kind of excitement that creeps in through kitchens rather than calendars. Across India, mid-January festivals—from Pongal and Bihu to Lohri and Makar Sankranti—fall around the same…
Bombe Habba: Of Dolls, Stories, and Endless Rice

After writing about modaks at Ganesh Chaturthi and sweets at Diwali, and fish at Durga Puja, I thought I’d seen most of what Indian festivals could offer in the way of food and spectacle. But that illusion evaporated the moment I stepped into my friend Sam’s home in Gurgaon for what she called Bombe Habba…
Thirty-Three Years and a Feast: Our Anniversary at Indian Accent

There are some evenings that feel as if life folds back on itself — the past and present sharing the same table. Our thirty-third wedding anniversary was one such evening, celebrated at Indian Accent, The Lodhi. The restaurant’s reputation precedes it — an elegant setting, understated luxury, and a menu that speaks of India in…
Of Drums, Devotion, and Deep-Fried Joy: Durga Pujo at CR Park

My Pujo story: finding Durga in Delhi and surviving the CR Park adventure If you’ve read my earlier post Banana Leaves, Modaks and Tight Belts, you’ll know I measure festivals as much by what’s on my plate as what’s on the calendar. This September, that experiment took me to Chittaranjan Park in Delhi — the…