thank you for reading things i write. never thought of myself as a writer, yet finding the right words for things is what makes me happy. i seem to just want to. and when you read, it feels really good. i hope you always get something out of it and also enjoy yourself.
A new romance
The man in the lift: chapter 1
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stories
nutmeg and mace: a short story
i dreamt i met a man called…: a love story, sort of.
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whimsy
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letters from 86q a collection of short stories from a house far away that’s never that far
the little room: a short story
just like uttam kumar : a short story
just another evening : a short story
sunlight through the shutters : a short story
nolen gur, balaclava, and bombs
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mythology and more
the dark one… and the night of lights
why the story of hanukkah reminds me of madhusudan’s magic pot
with song and reverence and cap pistol… durga pujo
a whatsapp conversation and a durga pujo story
when you don’t know how to make mishti
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road to singapore
i have lived in singapore since 1997. on the nation’s fiftieth year of independence, 2015, anthony john, my walking partner, and i decided to do fifty walks around the island to celebrate. we couldn’t stop though at fifty, the walks continue. enjoy the walk talk.
changi prison and memories that capture
the real corolla off thomson road
the writing on the wall… at nus
alive and dead in lim chu kang
this was not in the plan… around parliament house
stunning at fifty, that’s what.
thoughts taking off from an old airport
curves and more in tiong bahru
what’s that in the water… kranji way
time travel off hyderabad road
the call of the big road… jalan besar
with basement, attic, and swimming pool on nassim
war and peace on an evening walk
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sarees tell stories
sand banks, memory, and baluchari
when did the kantha become a saree
of real and fake and chanderi sarees
the last saree i flicked from my mother
checks and no balance from chettinad
maharanis, construction workers, ics officers – a saree wearer’s longish ramble
a saree not so pretty, and a lady who came to mean courage
an evening of light and turmeric stains
if it’s gleaming like that, it must be a gadwal
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poems
i have never been able to walk past that day
scrolling down twitter one morning
when i see flowers i think of you
don’t drag me down to your controversy
i want to pack up the night and
i am grateful for the silence in the night
a few lines on a scene i saw while walking that morning
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adiction
it’s a girl and she’s utterly…
we’re stirred and completely shaken (no pan intended).
a new vicks commercial and a very old one
who put the toy in the binaca toothpaste box?
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television talk
it was only a tv soap and yet.
bade bhaiyya ki dulhania was not what i thought it would be
an offensive note in kuch rang pyaar ke aise bhi
not all love stories perhaps are about a boy and a girl
my first encounter with a show i refused to watch, or episode 1 of episode 1
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it’s the movies
why i enjoyed the second best exotic marigold hotel
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book reviews
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food and foibles
have you ever had kheer komla?
on seeing facebook and remembering my grandmother
“as wrinkled as my face…” a recipe for tomato mahasha.
fish kochuri… a halloween recipe
of chilli chicken, hakka chow, and other such important things.
how did the salmon get into the shorshe diye machher jhaal
if winter comes, can motorer kochuri be far behind
a kosher take on my mother’s chicken chaat recipe
the baghdadi jewish dish that was created in mumbai and kolkata
when you don’t know how to make mishti
pass me a chomchom, or make it three.
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other rambles
switzerland? you must be dancing.
what have they done to my iphone
talking about the good old days
a sycamore in the garden… bahceda yesil cinar
the doormat that refused to be treated like one
two wanderers and a few #capturethemoment #ig_portraits #hvmansouls
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Hi Ms Robbins….Just came across this page and read the two ongoing Arshi FFs, though i came across your posts in FB earlier and was familiar with your name. Glad to know that you too lived in Spore..just read…as i also have been living here for the past 16 yrs. Just wanted to tell you that i share your appreciation for IPKKND , the first ever serial i really liked and Barun & Sanaya, the first ever actors. Never been a fan of any media artists before. I just wanted to let you know that i liked whatever i read so far…Congratulations !!!!!
hi radhika s,
thank you. what a lovely note… i am so glad you enjoy reading my pieces. you in singapore too? great, have been here almost eighteen years now. the city always amazes me. i too have never ever watched a serial with any seriousness and of course while i have liked a couple of actors… never ever like this. thanks for coming to writersbrew. i hope you find things you like to read here. very nice meeting you. please do call me indi and see you soon.
Hi indrani wishing you and your family happy Hanukkah and a merry Christmas and a wonderful new year
archana, thank you so much. 🙂 a wonderful christmas to you and your family too and a very happy hanukkah… let’s all go to a joyous new year together.