a winter afternoon : a story
she stood on the third floor balcony, looking out at nothing actually. it was a bright day, there...
Read MorePosted by indrani robbins | Feb 14, 2017 | Espresso Shots |
she stood on the third floor balcony, looking out at nothing actually. it was a bright day, there...
Read MorePosted by indrani robbins | Feb 13, 2017 | sarees tell stories |
the edges of the patterns are slightly blurred, the colours are shimmering, the silk flows. i am...
Read MorePosted by indrani robbins | Feb 2, 2017 | road to singapore |
have you ever stood at a beautiful spot, bright, calm, and scenic, feathery clouds drifting in a...
Read MorePosted by indrani robbins | Jan 28, 2017 | food, Rambles, Rhymes and Tales |
It looks like an ordinary birthday cake, but it is hardly just a cake. It is the famous Guyanese...
Read MorePosted by indrani robbins | Jan 4, 2017 | indi |
this one might have been called, “how to ruin a perfect morning by insisting on seeing what...
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