It’s been such an excit­ing year! So many things done and ticked on my list (and yet so many left pend­ing). But that’s what the com­ing year is for, ay? A few dif­fi­cult times to tide through and yet there were always the great times that made them pale in sig­nif­i­cance. And what would I […]

On a cool Sat­ur­day morn­ing, we decided to do some shoot­ing at Lal­bagh. Not to worry, folks. No crim­i­nal activ­i­ties were indulged in here. And no insects were harmed in the process either.

It’s my favourite sea­son — win­ter! And it’s a lovely time to be in this city too. The tabubuia blos­soms paint the town pink and pur­ple, and there’s that slight nip in the air in the morn­ing that makes you spend a few extra min­utes in bed.

I was deter­mined to catch some­thing of the Habba this time (since I’ve been doing so con­tin­u­ously for the last two, in 2003 when I was vis­it­ing and in 2004 as a res­i­dent). Unfor­tu­nately, with most of the events dur­ing the day, it wasn’t too con­ve­nient to attend the musi­cal con­certs or the play, which would start at 6.30 pm. Is it pos­si­ble to get from any­where to any­where by 6.30 on a week­day here in the city? Anyway.

I had a long talk and infor­ma­tive with Sujatha last week­end. Sujatha’s a blog­ger and radio jockey who’s involved with a vol­un­teer activ­ity for Akshara, a foun­da­tion that works with chil­dren. I am post­ing the con­tent here, but do also go over and check out her post and leave com­ments there if you want to be involved.

Octo­ber 27th, 2005: Early morn­ing we set out on a walk from the Youth Hos­tel where we were stay­ing in Glas­gow. We looked at the map and the Uni­ver­sity area looked like a walk able dis­tance. The route took us through the beau­ti­ful Kelv­in­grove Park adja­cent to the Uni­ver­sity of Glasgow.

Sigh, it’s dif­fi­cult being a foodie, I say. Firstly, there’s just so much wait­ing there beck­on­ing to you say­ing “eat me” and sec­ondly, you’re always fight­ing a los­ing bat­tle with the weigh­ing scales. Los­ing bat­tle all the way, espe­cially since I real­ized (much to my dis­may, might I add) that I will never come close to look­ing like Ms Natalie Gleb-drop-everything-dead-Gova, the cur­rent Miss Uni­verse and decided there­fore to go ahead and just enjoy being a food junkie instead.