Journey

When I have an opportunity to enjoy a masala dosa, it is always more than the dish in front of...

Spring is on the way. In my life, it is a time of spiritual seasons, birthdays, and new chapters.  I am...

The elevator door was cold.  Looking at it created a sense of blunt directness.  Nothing fancy.  Functional, to the point.  I could wait patiently...

I went in for some food.  I left with much more.  I had experienced a bite of Tamil soul and was changed...

The nearby mall is organised and convenient.  There are multiple entrances for parking, and the directions on how to get in...

I woke craving an old-school South Indian breakfast of dosas, vadas, and filtered coffee. In my quest, I found a...

The diffuser has seen better days.  It has been broken more than once.  It was shattered, ready to be tossed.  I hesitated for...

The sun was out, the table was set, and everything was ready for the guests to arrive.  As long as I...

I was on autopilot after my lunch, with an unusual craving for something sweet.  As I opened the refrigerator, I found...

In the darkness before dawn, the glow of the light dominates the darkness.  I believe light will come.  It will take time.  I...