Thank you for visiting this chronicle of a life lived with “change” as the one constant through various decisions of living and working.
Moving from medicine to administration to knitting and writing…
Shifting from the city to small towns, to desert villages in Oman, to camps and cantonments to finally setting up home in this tiny hill town of Ranikhet...

Choosing to leave family and friends and find new acquaintances, search out soul-mates and get involved in slowly evolving relationships…
These are just a few of the changes which have been absorbed in this phase of life. The past 5 years have been a long experience in learning to live with less of material things and more of surreal memories,accepting the life-style of the hill folks but not accepting poor quality knitting, enjoying quiet and simple days and revelling in the constantly improving work the knitters produce as well as their growing pride in their work.

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  • Random Thursday

    Winter still reigns supreme here. Holi has been celebrated, but the trees remain stark and bare, sleeping dogs curl up into tight jalebis, heaters and electric ...

  • First time Fair…

    March 2013 saw that memorable time when the knitters met me for the first time. 6 of them arrived, zapped to see a greying, garrulous ...

  • The Holi week

    The one festival which would be avoided totally while I lived in cities and cantonments. That one festival which I never missed in those twelve ...

  • Complete….

    2017 is turning out to be all about our little Mili. I wake up early, and then wait for her to stir against my shoulder ...

  • Morning musing..

    Exactly a fortnight ago, at around the same time, 5.30 am, my toes were digging into white sand while I surveyed the brown coral heaps ...

  • Of things Hand…

    Mid February means mellow winter sunshine and a definite climb in temperatures. The night sky has wisps of warmth flying through the chilly frost, the ...

  • Knitting circle

    There is a word in Hindi, "satsang"--Association with the good.  Though it is used to refer to spiritual gatherings and discourses, I use the word ...

  • January Knitting

    Twenty days of this cold month have been spent in futile attempts to escape the sharp nips of Madam Mili, in arranging heaters and hot ...

  • A month of…

    Go ahead and label me "the indulgent, besotted parent" of this little pup --you will not be far from the truth! Mili has made her ...

  • Gifts for your…

    This is a purely personal reckoner, based on my conversations and observations in the past 5 years. I am writing about people who have chosen ...

  • Organ donation

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w4G3cP2Uly0 A new year has begun and its time to write about passions other than mine, about lives lived deeply and sincerely in their own ...

  • Eating NIMBU

    The knitters came home for their last session in 2016. Sunlight streamed into the house and found animated chatter, busy knitting needles and preparations for ...

  • And now there…

    Three evenings ago, there was a cold brown wind whipping up the dust into freezing needles and pins. The evening sunshine looked weak and wintery ...

  • Winter mornings are…

    Winter is when the mountains are to be savoured, the brisk cold wind to be sniffed , the bright clear sunshine to be soaked, and ...