Mutton Food Photography

Mangsher Brown Stew | Mutton Brown Stew

Grey winter takes a bow. And in hushed tiptoes arrives spring. With her mellow mornings and pleasant sun. ...

Waiting in a serpentine queue on a rain-soaked Sunday, an umbrella barely generous to protect the two of us ...

S and I both love our books. Nothing gives us more joy than spending endless hours idling around with ...

Time flies, on rosy wings. As yet another decade draws to a close, I cannot but revert to the studio ...

Sundays are special, the only day Bapi can laze around in the morning without needing to steal a frenzied ...

And meet my mother-in-law, T announces. The septuagenarian lady who walks out to the living room is an ...

It is pouring outside. The sky is a canvas of monochromes, dull shades of grey, punctuated by ebony, the ...

I am hardly ten. Just the age when the tragic enigma of Death has started to loom large on my psyche. I am ...

Wake up, Bapi whispers into my ears, the bus shall be here at six sharp. Ten more minutes, I request ...

The shrill of the telephone bell punctuates the serene tranquil of a mist-laced autumn-melting-into-winter ...

The Raj, as any colonial historian would remind you, was perpetually on the move. Administering a ...

I sit ruminating this morning, thinking of the origins of Bengali cuisine and the influences that have shaped ...