House warmings are such fun to attend. Invariably everything isn’t quite in place yet, the host/hostess can’t find the glasses or the bottle opener; the person who was to bring the ice is stuck in traffic; decorations aren’t up yet… but this one I went to recently was much better put together. They even managed to keep this lit for a good … uh, 5 minutes? Pretty, no? And symbolic, I thought – beginnings, ends, all looping around each other.
and then the sky turned orange and the last light reached glowing fingers into my room, tapped me on the shoulder, made me leave my desk and take this photo.
Look at that hair. do you see it? Do you? Do you? I spotted her one morning in Mumbai traffic, walking with grace in a simple, clean, ironed saree with a matching blouse. And shoes. Nothing about her suggested mendicant or even very poor. But that hair … woah! I want to know the story behind it. I really, really do!
Right then, so if YOU know what the Gita Champions League is, you have to tell me. I, too, want to ‘discover the Arjuna in [me]. Seriously! I passed this poster near Worli – but didn’t see anyone to ask.
I’m dying to know … can we see archery fights? Like the TV Mahabharat of yore? Oooh, that would be exciting. Maybe at the Ram Leela Maidan!
Can I dress up too? Is there training?
I’m sad to bid farewell to my favorite fruit for another year. This year seemed less full of mango mania but I got aam-ras a few times and sampled all the varieties. I missed 3 weeks of rain and mangoes this summer but … oh well. Got this giant chaunsa on their way out. I have large hands and this one was … ginormous! And a luscious mouthful from every side. Farewell mangoes … until next year then!
And thank god for custard apples 
No dashboard clock? No problem. Here’s one for easy viewing for driver and passenger both. Innovative, huh?
I came across this beauty scared stiff because a very ill-meaning man was trying to set a dog on her, but the dog just wouldn’t get it. Good for the dog
Man and dog moseyed off and the cat finally uncurled her tail and then rolled around to get extra pats and cuddles, looking very much in charge of the carriage.
You know where this rickshaw is, in Mumbai, don’t you?
Oh and this one was taken with my new Samsung Nexus S which has no zoom but is pretty good, eh?
and you thought I was making it up…
Only 80 rupees for any variant. In case the second one isn’t clear, it says ESPRET…
(see blog post a’pos’tro’phe)
… of paan.
Really. All that loveliness with rose petals and other things like “chuawara” that I don’t know how to translate (are they dates?) beautifully laid out in a 2-foot-radius! Yes, we’re talking 4-feet of thaal with only sweet-paans.
The paan-wala said his meetha paans don’t get left over – they’re all “buy and sale” the same evening. (Colaba, Mumbai)
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