Small cakes

They served these cakes at a conference at my school last week. Just the right size for me.

La Bella

This is part of a continuing series on food in NID. Here’s Part 1: Mess food and Part 2: Jamalpur. So, to begin where we left off -

When the mess food would grow increasingly poisonous, we would escape to another favorite place: La Bella.

This humble place in Khanpur Lal Darwaza was (is? let me know) a haven which cured many an appetite tired of the tasteless campus food.

It was popular with students of all sorts, and we would often meet friends who had escaped with the same idea.

La Bella is run by Aunty, an old Goan lady and Anna, her helper.  With no other help, and in this dim little kitchen, she would prepare the mouthwatering food that some of us truly dreamed about.

Our favorite dishes were mutton dry chilli fry, mutton masala, chicken masala, pork vindaloo, mutton cutlets and the delish fruit salad.

{burp}

Jamalpur

This is part of a continuing series on food in NID. Here’s part 1, in case you missed it.

Dedicated to Jonak and Sekhar. And of course, Ananya.

Mess Food

Continuing Series on Food in NID: part 2

Ray babu’r ekdin

This is part of a project I’m working on, it’s about Bengali culture.

(photographs are mostly from the internet, used without permission as it’s a class assignment)

the bikaner diaries – part 1

Last winter we went to Bikaner and Jaisalmer. Here are some of the sketches from the trip.

This is the Station Road, Bikaner. Our hotel was right across the street – can you see the windows of our room on the first floor? We were sitting in a restaurant opposite and eating bhajias and chai.

Here’s Vivek sitting and drawing away. We had many cups of chai and some friendly local people for company. On the wall at the back is a big mural of Krishna.

Here’s an old man with his afternoon tea and bhajias. You can see Chhotu-Motu Joshi, Bikaner’s famous halwai behind the old man.

This is the bhajiawala outside the hotel.

In the Gajner palace courtyard. Gajner was the Maharaja of Bikaner’s shooting lodge, a few kms from the main city, on the banks of Gajner lake.

(to be continued)

reasons to live

I started counting some of my reasons to live. Here are the first three (I hope it’s not the only three):

What are some of your reasons?

a word of wisdom

traveller tales

A Fish Tale

subtitle: rui maachch: rohu fish,
which we ate everyday when we were young.

subtitle: maachch-wala: fish seller

subtitle: didi – elder sister