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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  • 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 ...

  • Socks in the…

    Knitting while staring at the idiot box, knitting while staring at the pros and cons of demonetisation  in the newspapers and the laptop, knitting while ...

  • A vacation in…

    This is a week of new experiences. Today is the third day, and I am rather delighted with having  chosen to try out something different. ...

  • while the sun…

    Weeks of pure sunshine filled days make me go weak in the knees with gratitude, spend long hours with the dogs, my thoughts and the ...

  • Wisps of winter

    The monsoon clouds refused to go away, the clear-blue winter skies and that bright sun ...nope, they refused to come out too. The mountains remained ...

  • By-product of solitary…

    Once upon a time, a young medical officer in the Indian Air Force was posted to a remote airfield of the country. It was her ...

  • Just talking

    Last evening, my friend called up to discuss her project. In our home, for good reception on the mobile, I have to rush out to ...

  • Another one bites…

    That KAL project drew to a close.... I knitted a smart lemon-grass  I-cord border on the sleeves... I basted the raglan line of the sleeves, ...