Vick’s Inhaler. Just drying Fevicol. Camphor. Ghee on hot dal. Marudani, mehndi. Cuticura Talc. Sandal agarbatti. Jasmine. Coal iron box. Pongal. Sambarani. Ponds Cold Cream. Boiled peanuts. Shikakai. Fresh Mysorepak. Tincture of iodine. What are yours?
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Thinking colors in tamil
Not that one, that is orange, I wanted the peach one, I told my husband. He gave me that look which meant, I thought peach was a fruit, not a color (I have heard that one before, you see). He has no idea that as a Tam who has grown up in Tam-land, my relationship… Continue reading Thinking colors in tamil
Massage in a bottle
Several bottles really. Here I am at the aryavaidyasala at Cochin, having placed myself – literally – in the hands of the doctors and therapists here. Unlike my last stay at the same hospital at Aluva a couple of years ago, this time my pain levels are terribly high and energy levels proportionately very low.… Continue reading Massage in a bottle
A day at the hospital
…It is a bit like being on a train. The amount of fun(?!) you have is proportional to the length of your journey… and of course, in case of the hospital, what you are there for… those with the legs in plaster and those sitting with the recovering well types have fun looking out of… Continue reading A day at the hospital
Fibromyalgia support group
My status message across places on the internet reads – cross between a zombie and a junkie. and that is how I have been feeling these last couple of weeks, especially the last few days. Just up after two days of forced bed rest – which happened only because the husband worked from home to… Continue reading Fibromyalgia support group
Back from a break
This blog has been silent for a long time now. For the last week or so, I have an excuse – we took a quick holiday in Cambodia and Thailand for our anniversary. It was an exciting, exhausting trip, given the heat and dust of Siem Reap and then the frenzy of Bangkok. Angkor Wat… Continue reading Back from a break
Ayurveda at Ayush
I have been interested in the idea of Ayush since I first heard about it – a collabortion between Arya Vaidya Pharmacy in Coimbatore and Unilever. I was tempted to visit the local centre in Vashi for a while now, but somehow I was sceptical about the idea of corporatized Ayurveda. I mean, how authentic… Continue reading Ayurveda at Ayush
A quick update
Here I am in Vishakapatnam, where thankfully the sounds of Diwali have not started so far… My laptop crashed the day I left Bombay, and took with it ten years of work and photography and music. No back ups – yes, I know… no back ups. An uneasy truce has been established now, most of… Continue reading A quick update
Money laundering
…happens in our house every week or so. My maid takes out the freshly machine-washed note from the washing machine and hands it to me with a sympathetic sigh, I give her an exasperated look (rolling my eyes in the general direction of my husband – who may or may not be in the house… Continue reading Money laundering
Childhood memories of everyday commerce
This was when I used to live in London as a student. Came summer, at 3 every afternoon I use to hear a tinkling jingling bell passing my window. That, I learnt much later, when I actually stepped out to see what it was, was the ice-cream van. Now the ice-cream van was the only… Continue reading Childhood memories of everyday commerce