Category Archives: Life
the story of us, part 3
Read Part 1 and Part 2 first, if you’re coming here for the first time.
So this is the last and final part!
And if you’re wondering about the haircut read The Mumbai Chronicles!
the story of us, part 2
the story of us, part 1
There are some of you who already know this story. And there are some other friends who don’t. So this is for them!
Dec, 2003 (a few months before we got married)
Jaisalmer!
From the terrace of a house in Jaisalmer Fort. We traveled on an empty train through the coldest night over the desert to Jaisalmer, but the view of the fort at sunrise really made it worthwhile!
We went to have dinner at Nachana Haveli, which had great food, and a chatty owner who showed us around his whole house and his tiger skins and bear skin rugs!
(overheard: a little British girl wanted to dance for a living like the Rajasthani performers there)
From the stairs of the raja’s palace in the fort. Many conversations with many people, and the lady who owns 8 July. I also ended up meeting a user of ibibo!
Some of the stuff from the famous Salim Singh ki Haveli. Our guide was awesome, and he made the whole story come alive.
The fort from the entrance where we also got compliments for our drawings! (and I had some fabulous pasta at the desi Little Italy just inside the entrance!)
the bikaner diaries – part 2
From our first day in Bikaner. It was Vivek’s birthday.
From our last day there, while I was busy eating a rajasthani masala dosa!
the bikaner diaries – part 1
Last winter we went to Bikaner and Jaisalmer. Here are some of the sketches from the trip.

This is the Station Road, Bikaner. Our hotel was right across the street – can you see the windows of our room on the first floor? We were sitting in a restaurant opposite and eating bhajias and chai.

Here’s Vivek sitting and drawing away. We had many cups of chai and some friendly local people for company. On the wall at the back is a big mural of Krishna.
Here’s an old man with his afternoon tea and bhajias. You can see Chhotu-Motu Joshi, Bikaner’s famous halwai behind the old man.
This is the bhajiawala outside the hotel.
In the Gajner palace courtyard. Gajner was the Maharaja of Bikaner’s shooting lodge, a few kms from the main city, on the banks of Gajner lake.
reasons to live
I started counting some of my reasons to live. Here are the first three (I hope it’s not the only three):
What are some of your reasons?









































