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La Bella
This is part of a continuing series on food in NID. Here’s Part 1: Mess food and Part 2: Jamalpur. So, to begin where we left off –
When the mess food would grow increasingly poisonous, we would escape to another favorite place: La Bella.
This humble place in Khanpur Lal Darwaza was (is? let me know) a haven which cured many an appetite tired of the tasteless campus food.
It was popular with students of all sorts, and we would often meet friends who had escaped with the same idea.
La Bella is run by Aunty, an old Goan lady and Anna, her helper. With no other help, and in this dim little kitchen, she would prepare the mouthwatering food that some of us truly dreamed about.
Our favorite dishes were mutton dry chilli fry, mutton masala, chicken masala, pork vindaloo, mutton cutlets and the delish fruit salad.
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the big joshi
Atul, like Parsa, is now the Design Director of his own firm, Design Incubator. He and his wife live happily in Bombay.
Friends of mine
Two friends of mine have recently started their blogs – Nityan the potter and Rukminee the book designer.
Go see them now!
Now…Here…Nowhere
These are some stills from my first film, Now…Here..Nowhere. It’s a 2 min 30 seconds animation film that I took about 2 years to complete! The film is about a man’s search for direction. I was thoroughly confused in my college days (though I didn’t know it then) and I guess the film was a reflection of my true state of mind.
I even wrote the soundtrack –
“I have traveled further than beyond
Through cities strange and known
Over trodden paths and foreign shores
Amidst crowds, all alone.
In quest of something I know not what
I search here and everywhere
I ask of people who show me routes
Over land, by sea, through air.
That pointing finger – where is it leading me?
To my dentist, my niece, my neighbor –
But will they show me what I want to see?
Shall I follow a stranger’s advice?
Will she tell me which way to go?
I pass through these deserted streets
In search of what I need to know.
Darkness – and then
A way out of my plight –
Do I dare ask the truth of my maker
Will he help me see the light?
But I leave empty-handed and this confusion carries me
on it’s own motley crowd of thought
and then I’m where I want to be
Why do I look for an answer?
Why don’t I just let things be?
The world’s full of questions, but maybe
I’ll find the answers in me!!”
Sometimes I’m amazed at how wise I used to be!
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