Train journeys in India are colorful events. There is a harmonious chaos. Food on these trains deserves a special mention...

Cutting onions is my favorite task in the kitchen. The rhythm is meditative and I often volunteer to do it. One such evening, oblivious to my surroundings, I was enjoying dicing onions. Alex, along with his lovely wife Nikole and their sweet girl Marie, who was dining at the restaurant, happened to catch a glimpse of me lost in my thoughts. “I haven’t seen anyone smile like you were while cutting onions, you looked so content,” he said to me when I stopped by their table. Thi

“Until recently I only thought of you as my mother and barely as your own person who’s had a whole life before me.” My 18 year old son said this to me recently. My initial thought was, “You and me, my boy, I too have barely thought of me as a person beyond this identity. That’s when I decided to meet the person beyond the mother by going away on a trip with myself. I picked New York, a city very familiar to me, to avoid distractions and the only one to discover on this tri