Fish

Pui Shaak diye Maacher Jhol (Fish curry with Malabar Spinach)

There is a certain unruliness to pui shaak that I have always admired. It does not grow—it advances. It ...

The heat is punishing to say the least. It’s early morning, yet the sun is at its repressive best. I toss ...

It was somewhere in the pristine verdant slopes high up the Malaysian highlands. A nondescript shack. By a ...

My princess must have inherited her love for fish from her Grandfather, Grandma would inevitably comment to ...

It was a fog-laced chilly winter morning when S had suggested we head for breakfast to one of ...

The phone rings for a while before the unmistakable baritone voice of Rita Aunty answers the call. Did I ...

I have sulked all morning. It’s unacceptable and unfair, I have rehearsed the fervent pitch in ...

I wake up to charcoal bruised heavens and the pitter-patter of rain this morning. It’s not ...

The man has brought home some absolute gorgeous Hilsa, D rattles on the phone, animated and impatient, ...

Maacher Biryani ? A cynical S had asked me. We were in Hyderabad, savouring a delectable biryani, ...

The first day of the lockdown and we were thoroughly under-prepared. We knew it was coming, we were rather ...

"হেথায় আর্য, হেথা অনার্য হেথায় দ্রাবিড়, চীন-- শক-হুন-দল পাঠান মোগল এক দেহে হল লীন। পশ্চিম আজি খুলিয়াছে ...