Makar Sankranti

Palo Pitha | Palo Pithe | Chandankath Pitha

As Sankranti draws near, a new wave of gripping cold descends on our sleepy hamlet of ...

Do remember to get my khejur knata, Grandma reminds Bapi as he takes the last sip of tea from the bone-china ...

Payeshpata, it was much later that I came to know they were far more familiar as Pandan leaves in the ...

It’s the afternoon before Sankranti. The house is a cauldron of frenzied activity, the aroma of nolen gur ...

What are those ? A curious me asks Didi, pointing to the soot-blackened earthenware that she, after minutes, ...

It’s a rain-drenched July afternoon. A knock on the door shakes me out of slumber. Such an ideal weather ...

Even after the euphoria of Sankranti, the celebration of Mother Earth and her produce, is long over, the ...

Come new year, and I wallow in honey-sweet nostalgia. I yearn for that perfume of new rice. The ritual of ...

The debate at the dinner table is animated. The topic of discussion- where did the ubiquitous pulao ...

A mellow winter morning. I lie on Grandmas ancient four-poster, cocooned in the warmth of a patchwork ...

Playing with dough is my favourite pastime these days. I tear a frugal bit from the ball of dough Didi has ...

It's Makar Sankranti and my kitchen is a cauldron of furious activity. The chirer doodhpuli and sujir ...