The Hamlet

31st December last year had a sunny afternoon. The cobalt blue sky had been smudged by just one white cloud, and the sun was blazing down on the revelers dotting the golf course that afternoon.  Ranik...

Army cantonments have large, high-ceiling houses with cold drafts, pathetic heaters and a few ghosts with icy fingers. That is what I remember of the houses I grew up in. They were lovely homes for su...

Two things are guaranteed/taken for granted/enjoyed for sure when I am invited for a meal to any friend's place in Ranikhet. There will be great conversation and laughter...and there will be tasty, de...

There are these warm, bright, sunny, short days...... and the cold, dark, long nights. The appetite is enormous, the ability to digest anything ( from ghee soaked parathas to gourmet sizzlers) is imp...

I visited a new young friend in Ranikhet. She lives in a sunny cottage with these huge windows to let the Himalayan view into her bed and in front of her work station. She lives with her 94 year old ...

While my big city friends handle long traffic jams, crowded shops and malls, and frazzled tempers  in the run up to Diwali, we small hill hamlet folks jump into our annual, ultimate party . The party ...

Here is the man who traversed the long road from dictator dad to supportive soul while I was travelling my long road of life. Its not his birthday today, he is not visiting me these days but I can thi...

The days between Dusehra and Diwali are days for travelling, for buying property/gifts/cars/gizmos. The weather is cool and crisp, the sky a pure blue and the mighty mountains emerge after their summe...

This lovely hill town is divided into two sectors by the bustling market place. The Mall Road with its stately houses, large estates, thick forest cover, and clumps of quarters welcomes visitors to ou...