Revisiting an old story of a Volvo bus ride in Bangalore … So this happened today while returning from work. I boarded an airport Volvo. Airport Volvos have a strange warmth to them. People heading back home, or people visiting the city to meet their kids or parents or friends. There is always a sense of comfort in strangers that I have felt. I was … Continue reading Do it again: A Volvo Bus Ride in Bangalore
The much anticipated annual holidays have given way to the infamous holy-lockdown-days. Instead of visiting a foreign(or foreign to your city limits) land and the side-effects of a “vacay-cay-cay”, like Commenting on how the locals are rather in shape despite feasting on the local bread that is high on gluten, Paying twice the amount on taxi fare that you usually would or could, Testing the … Continue reading Not so socially distant, missing the vacay-cay-cay
When you start out with watercolors and are new to plein air or outdoor painting, the first question you have is which colors to use. In India, the most common colors are Camlin Artists Watercolors. However, I’d suggest buying a watercolor pan with richer pigments. Description of Prima Marketing Watercolor Confections: Tropicals Prima Marketing Watercolor Confections: Tropicals is a metal watercolor box with 12 colors. With intense … Continue reading Prima Marketing Watercolor Confections: Tropicals
There’s a beautiful red building in Mangalore’s bustling city center, Hampankatte. Stone arches and green wooden windows seem to hang on to the grace of a bygone era. Around the heritage structure, the city slowly moves towards its millennial aspirations. The institute’s origins can be traced back to 1824 when a group of German Missionaries introduced English language education in coastal Karnataka. Over time, the institution … Continue reading University College, Mangalore
I want the ocean breeze to wash over me and set me free… Waves splashing and rollicking, spraying their energy all over me. If only I could absorb it all… And these rocks, taking a hit every other second… Resigned to their fate, enjoying the bittersweet ritual. Are there waves inside of me, rising and ebbing? Am I the rock, am I the wave? There … Continue reading Pondicherry- Conversations with the Sea
