I grew up during the 80s and 90s in the bustling city of Mumbai. A typical week comprised of long, uneventful series of lazy school days leading up to the weekends. The weekends were definitely the highlight. For one, it meant no school, late nights of movies on the VHS and sleeping in. But what I really looked forward to was the food! Dinner outings meant we got to eat chicken! Since we didn't cook meat at home (that is a seperate story, reserved for another day), these rest

I am not sure why it had taken me until 2017 to visit Kolkata for the first time. My first impression of the city was its speed, or...

On my first solo trip to India, post children, a childhood friend my brother’s, and thereby my friend as well, invited me to lunch at...