Two reasons why I love smelly things
‘You love smelly things?’ asked Specky, my wife with incredulity in her eyes as she read the title of my post. Yes, I do,’ I said, ‘and I have enough reasons to prove that I am sane.’ She promised to read my post once it was done and walked away spraying Ambipur room freshener all...
Moments have their own colour, and smell
‘Do we remember an incident?’ I asked Specky, ‘or do we just associate each incident, each moment, each day with something else?’ She thought for a while, and said, ‘Every time I cook a dish with garlic paste, my mind goes zooming to the night we had chicken at Karim’s. Hope this helps you.’ Well,...
Zoom out to your life, riding smells!
zoom out to your life And never be lost in space & time No, the line above isn’t the start of another poem, but the heading of a unique presentation technique that I have adopted for this post. The post is, of course, all about Arvind Passey, that is me, on smells and how they...
Pigeons on my car
My car in the Block parking lot is the only one that is the pigeon’s favourite. No, it isn’t an SUV or a Sedan… it is a fourteen year old hatchback with the R from Wagon R having dropped off a few months back. There are scratches on every side, but then that is a...
Yeahabsolutely!
‘How was the trip from Kaza to Tabo and then to Dhankar?’ asked our guide. ‘Unforgettable!’ said Specky and then looked towards me for my opinion. I said, ‘Yeahabsolutely!’ Since that day we call every fantastic trip or unforgettable moment a ‘yeahabsolute’ moment! The trip actually began at Manali and took us to the dizzying...
Who left a half-eaten strawberry cheesecake in his plate?
There are a couple of advantages of being one of the last to leave the dining area during an Indiblogger meet. You get to see all the bloggers comfortably seated inside the main hall and that is a sight that is indefinably thrilling. Well, we (Specky and I) got those extra few minutes with Sakshi...
