June 17, 2015

A Wedding & A Reunion

As the years are going by, most of us can find ourselves being absorbed in our lives leaving little time to reflect and lesser opportunities to do impulsive things.  But those days were the best, weren’t they? The living on a hilltop, the pathetic excuse of food that the mess served us, the small joys of a cancelled class, samosa-pav, the absolutely random conversations and the people – who kept you company when you cried, who brought you food from the city, who made sure you had a cake on your birthday, who sat you down and made you create your blog. Those are the people that I will remember…

September 3, 2014

The Nikaah.

Sisters are a blessing.  I imagine if I had one of my own, I’d never feel the need of a best friend.  As far as memory takes me, the word always made me think of Pooja. She’s my first cousin and I met her once a year while on summer holidays. Those memories will last me a lifetime.  Spending afternoons listening to the radio and giggling.  Devouring watermelon and pomegranate sitting on the verandah grill, with our feet dangling. Hour long community baths.  Sharing scandalous secrets. Staying up nights and talking for hours.  Baking home made pizza. Jointly complaining about that one evil MamiJi. Shopping for trinkets.  Colour coordinating for…

February 9, 2014

Calcutta, always.

The last time I saw my grandmother was a year and a half ago. I’ve been feeling the guilt for a while now. My baby nieces are growing by the day.  Mamata Banerjee has changed almost all the names of the metro stations to utter ridiculousness.  Winters are also the season for rasgullas made of jaggery.  The closest cousin is going through awful times and I feel terrible for not being able to be there for her.  So when I heard that a college mate was getting married in the home city, there was no way I was going to let it pass.  It was just over a week, and…

June 28, 2013

June 29 | Three Decades

The first vivid memory that most of us probably have is time with our parents. And hence, in theme with today’s topic I am also able to write about two wonderful people that I have been blessed to be able to call my mother and father.  1983. Then.  2013. Now. On the 29th of June, 1983 they were married in a quiet ceremony in Calcutta. I have been a part of most of their journey afterwards and have seen them live the years, with an open heart, a smile on their faces and absolute strength.  I have heard stories from them about the time when they did not even have…

June 25, 2013

Day 25# Blessings. Something I was told, I might never forget

This one took an unnatural amount of thinking. I cannot explain why. And even now, I’m not sure if what I’m about to write about is actually something that I will never forget – but its the closest it will get.  Picture a Bengali wedding, or just any Indian wedding. Loads of relatives. Total chaos.  I love weddings. Even more when its in the family, and I can be completely involved in everything.  In one such occasion a few years ago, I had made myself particularly useful (something I love doing) – with organising and helping get things in place. Towards the end of the week long celebrations, one of…

February 13, 2013

The Korba Wedding.

The small wonders of life constantly surprise me.  I still smile thinking of how worried I was about moving to Delhi at the end of my post graduation. Little did I know that these would be some of the best years of my life.  Like I always maintain, the people matter most and this post is about one of the most amazing people who I came into close acquaintance with, during this time.  Allow me to introduce Ankita Chopra, aka Chops or Chopper.  One has to be tremendously blessed and fortunate to have such people in one’s life. And I’ve been just that.  From the mouldy paying-guest residence at Sector 14,…

February 11, 2013

SwethaBasu

If I were to ever believe that matches were made in heaven, I would always think of these two.  They’re both very different people, yet as similar as can be. The thought of moving to Gurgaon, a few years ago was made a comforting thought because I knew they would be around, in addition to other friends.  And they did just that. Made me feel welcome in their city, gave me a place to stay in – on weekends, took me along for trips, endured hours of potty and Benglish talk, introduced me to some wonderful people who I know I will be friends with, for life. I owe them…

November 18, 2012

Turn Up The Music

Is there anyone who hasn’t seen the Jill & Kevin wedding video yet?  Now is the time, then. The story will continue afterwards. I was introduced to it during my MBA at SIMC.  I cannot remember what class or who the teacher was, or what was the point of showing it to a bunch of post graduating students. But the song was a revelation! Everyone was nuts over it for a while and I made it a point to download the song, and become a fan of bad-boy Chris Brown. I have this to-do. One day. At some friends’ wedding, I’ll find some people as crazy as I am, and we’ll…

June 28, 2012

29 on 29

One uptight Bengali joint family. One mad Punjabi house of ‘Pinky Phulka Lao’. One very controversial, yet consensual wedding. Twenty-nine years of wedded bless. She grooves to Daler Mehndi. He worships W.A.Mozart. He does the dishes. She cooks like a wonder. She preserves. He disposes. Both love unconditionally. Through their differences, they have grown stronger. Happy twenty-ninth, Ma-Baba. No child could wish for more. June 29, 1983 | Calcutta  June 29, 2012 | Muscat

April 17, 2012

April Wedding

I can still remember Rashi from the graduation days – when I did not know her, she seemed to be an introvert, quiet, with a pleasing personality. In second year, destiny brought us together in a beautiful apartment in Viman Nagar as room mates. The rest has been history. She was my sister-in-arms, friend and comic relief for two whole years. We have innumerable memories, photographs and moments that I treasure. Soon, Mimi and Ambika came along as our juniors and E-8 Konark Campus became a home. There were clandestine birthday plans, evening tea parties, movie screenings, head-massage sessions, group study, random photo days and drink nights! You can hardly make friends like…