Quiet Reflections on my Heritage
Recently I was invited to an opening of a photo exhibition in my first neighbourhood when I moved to Amsterdam eleven years ago. It is called ‘Quiet Reflections on my Heritage’. The photographer, who is called Suj in the UK (place of her birth) is called Su in the Netherlands (place of her residence) and…
The boom and the bust are in us
Are you already tired of India? Asks the NRC Handelsblad, the newspaper that comes home. No. No I’m not tired of India. Because digging deeper into India is the same as digging deeper into myself. And finding surprises. Recently I was surprised to see a picture of the alley in which Jyoti, the brave woman…
Tiger, burning bright
I woke with a start from a fitful sleep last night. I was trying to rest after I had given an interview on Netherlands Radio 1. She is the tiger burning bright is what came to my mind in a flash. Last Sunday, I saw ‘The Life of Pi’. It’s layered with meaning, but…
2013
The course you are on… Make it your own And don’t foret to make someone happy on the way. Here’s how I did it. I made parthas for family and friends Recipe some atta (whole wheat flour) a pinch of salt some water to bring the flour to the right consistency to knead it…
Charity begins at home?
The decorations have remained unpacked in their boxes; and the branch that stands in for a Christmas tree, collected at a park after the wind has blown it down never appeared. Unlike the years before, there has been little demand for it from my ten-year old boys. Satiated by the recent advent of Sinterklaas, their…