It happened in 1982. Most of you reading this were probably not even born (couldn’t resist that—what with most people addressing me as anything but Vidya these days *evil grin*) I was in the first year of college, studying for a B.Sc. and had moved mid-year from Secunderabad to Madras. Yes, always Madras to me—I find it so hard to…
Some Food Tales just never fade, do they? The year was 2001. I like to call it the decade of the guests. Our house was quite like Liberty Hall. We always had a house guest or two. Or three, or five. Or even seven. One would arrive and appear to attract a couple more. There’s no explanation for it. I…
I love my incredible India with all her beauty, spirit and spirituality. But if there’s one thing that’s a blot on our fabulous landscape, it is the zero regard for littering. I am not proud to admit that people have absolutely no compunction about throwing their trash in any form wherever they want. Years ago, I remember, the building complex…
I just love coffee. That’s not news, is it? I even mention it in my bio everywhere – that’s how important coffee is, in my life. I even included it in my #WhatTheBlack post listing the 5 black things I desire. While browsing some news today, I came across this fun infographic and coffee on the Time website and clicked…