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A three-part art piece is installed in front of the building. From every direction, when I approach, one image dominates the other two. Mentally, I know they stand as equals. The two other pieces weigh more, take up more space, and, in theory, hold their own with the third. My experience tells me otherwise. Power and influence are not directly linked to size and number. Power originates...
Vadas were never on my list of favourite foods. I suspect common themes were at play across my experiences with this savoury, chilli-infused appetiser that came in the shape of a doughnut. Thinking back, most of the time, the vadas were cold, or at best, room temperature. They were prepared in advance and, as a result, they were not fresh. As I took the picture,...
The signage reminded me of how easy it is to stumble and fall when one cannot, or is not, looking forward with clarity. Having first realised that I was struggling to see when I was eleven, the reality of needing assistance to see is very real. In the darkness, the neon sign stood out, illuminating my path, guiding me. It was a friendly reminder...
Kimba knows two speeds. One of them is to stop and doze. He can be sharp, attentive, and playful. When he is not, it is time to doze, drift off, and retreat into cat dreamland. I do not always see the change coming. In a moment that followed a hyperactive exchange, I turned and caught him retreating to a secluded spot where he could enjoy the...
The portrait mural was looking just beyond where I could see. As I turned my head to see what was just beyond, I realised my attention was still lingering on the metaphoric birds flying in all directions from his face. Were they coming or going; was it a mix of both? In reaching out, I found myself searching for the artist’s message. My mind boggled...
Read moreDetailsI admit that I have not been to the establishment that caught my attention. With a familiar name on the shop front, I enjoyed the reflection triggered by the men inside getting a cut, having a shave, and even those in the back who were treating themselves to a pedicure. There was a waiting list of men in seats waiting for their periodic...
The streetside table was dusty and noisy. When the dolmas arrived, the simplicity of the grape leaves filled with lemony rice and herbs, combined with a touch of fresh pomegranate seeds, took me to a silent reflection. When I thought of the collaboration between the chef and the ingredients, the story was intense, profound, and amazing. I thought I was seeing and experiencing an...
The craving for Bombay chaat was overwhelming. I was already in Dubai’s best district for Indian street food and snacks. In almost any direction, I could enjoy a comforting meal of my childhood favourites. As I placed the order for pani puri and mimosas, I thought of my refreshment pairing. I knew what could work - a fresh lime soda, salty. It arrived, without ice and...
Read moreDetailsI live in a city synonymous with bling. From flash cars and the way individuals dress, the indulgences are hard to miss. You see wealth on display in more ways than you thought imaginable. If I am a critic, what I miss is wealth combined with wisdom. The statistics tell a sad story. 28% of the population do not save anything; they live paycheck to paycheck. Another...
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