I woke up dreaming of walking through the long marble tiled floor towards the Golden Temple. I could almost feel the chill on my feet, and my dupatta sliding off my head to lie in a bunch around my neck. The sun peeping through the curtains woke me up from...
After a brief break, am back with another interesting food tale from my childhood, rather life…. I have this one quirk when it comes to Appalam [ pappads]. I need mine full and not broken up. At my maternal grandparents house they would break the appalam in half...
Walking through the streets, I reminisced about our life in that town, crossing the road to get to school, the family that lived below in our house and a whole host of other memories came flooding in. I was dragging my trolley bag and walking towards the...