My Dream Bag
April 12, 2018
In our Italian sojourn, Rome was the only touristy city that warranted shopping. It was the last leg of our journey, so we knew how much space our luggage had, and how much Euros our wallets had.
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In our Italian sojourn, Rome was the only touristy city that warranted shopping. It was the last leg of our journey, so we knew how much space our luggage had, and how much Euros our wallets had.
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Thomas Metcalfe, a civil servant, renovated this tomb to be his summer retreat in 1830, known as Dilkhusha. A couple of gardens, water bodies, pavilions and terraces etc. were created to elevate the ambience of this place. It was strategically built to keep an eye on Mughal Emperor Bahadur Shah Zafar.
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The coffee-table book project was initiated to commemorate Dubai Modern Academy’s Silver Jubilee. The book was launched by Former US President Bill Clinton in a gala event in Dubai.
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Once upon a time, there used to be Chicken Tikka & Shish Tawook, in their barbequed glory. There was Butter Chicken with its creamy curry, Biryani with its saffron induced rice, and Pasta with its morsels of awesomeness.
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We at Praxis added our creative twist to one of the biggest head-turners for Home Centre – one of the region’s leading retail concepts. What was briefed in as a furniture exchange campaign went out as a full fledged engaging sales campaign right from the word go! All people had to do to get their old furniture replaced was to take a snap of their rickety old stuff to their nearest Home Centre stores. From print to outdoor to digital, the campaign was a huge business success!
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She was lying next to him while a droopy moon vied for attention. Her smell allured him to an extent that he would sniff her up before laying his hands on her. She was his new favorite. Voluptuous and traditional, he couldn’t have asked for more.
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The corridors were abuzz with loud chatter, laughter marked by wild abandon, and talks that never had any end. The newfound voice that was accompanied by philosophies, ideologies and dreamy notions. A culture of nonconformity was conditioned in these years.
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Exploring India is like unfolding chapters of a magnum opus. Where a story resides in every turn – just like the landscape, cultures and languages that seamlessly blend into the way of life of this vibrant country.
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Our client, SNTTA Travel & Tour, was developing a calendar themed Festivals of the World wherein my picture was used for Bali Arts Festival (June). The text in the calendar has been written by me, while I managed the whole project end-to-end.
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These camels though are not the kind you must have usually encountered or seen. They are small, slender and bony. As if they were not fed enough. But then these are bred for races, showing valour not typically seen in camels.
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She sat hunched on her knees, eyes bereft of remorse yet welled up, occasional hiccups bringing a kind of comic relief in that tense moment. She was accused of theft, a grave offense given that maids are supposed to be loyal to the core.
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In India, a house is not ‘home’ until there is a Bai rustling up her magic broom there. She’s the harbinger of cleanliness, convenience and sanity, a God-sent figure who fights the rogues called dirt, teaches messiness a lesson and brings order in disorder.
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Once upon an old forgotten time there was a mythic bird that could change shapes to become a unicorn to gallop across water, become a dragon and spit fire, become a dinosaur and feed on animals. It would nest on cloud, dance on fire, swim into the seas, fly faster than wind and higher than heavens.
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Ayana Resorts & Spa is not the place to stay if you have plans to walk around the city, go clubbing in other cities, or take a city tour. Because it is a city in itself! You need to stay here to explore its beauty and magnitude
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This was my first attempt at maternity photo-shoot which took 2 days to cover a couple of locales and moods.
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Whenever I use the Citron range, I am transported to the Amalfi coast of Italy, where lemon & orange trees are found in abundance almost everywhere. There’s a punctuated essence of Mediterranean summers, its invigorating spirit and youthful candour.
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They sat in solitude. Without any anxiety of what the ‘virtual’ world is up to. They cherished the occasional silence, which diverted their mind to listen to the crashing of waves. This was their idea of an ideal world. Where time stood still. Where setting of sun was an indication of time, not the watch. They detested the idea of social media.
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Maldives is made up of about 1200 coral islands grouped together in 26 atolls. One of the most dispersed countries. There are about 100 coral islands converted into resorts, while 200 odd more are inhibited. This makes a vacation in Maldives a lot different from any of beach vacations.
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The smell of iron or metals in a train brings back memories of long train journeys. And the smell in the air! How do I elaborate on the smell of autumn, of the onset of winters and the way everything starts becoming romantic, eventually becoming quixotic in winters.
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When was the last time your food surprised you? No, not delighted you, but surprised you. When you were left guessing what the dish was, what the ingredients were, even though it was too familiar a cuisine.
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Jamaican Food. The name itself conjured up good images of drool-worthy barbeques and some spicy overtones.
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And it’s not just about food. Even the famed Rajasthani hospitality could be glimpsed at Manvaar, where the servers treat you like acquaintances than customers.
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Almonds. They remind me of an entire childhood ritual spent eating 5 peeled almonds daily in the morning that were soaked overnight. They remind me of my pet who I would pamper by feeding him 2-3 of them daily and he would gleefully chew on them as if they were made of rubber. Almonds also remind me of that Kashmiri vendor who would come to Delhi every winters to sell Cashmere shawls and bring me almonds
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You are the orange of my summer You are the lime of my prime With you the fizz of spring pops up With you the crunch of nuts crack up
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