in the middle of the night, you catch up on stuff you've recorded on tv for just such a situation. Red and I've been watching The Voice for a couple of weeks now. We usually end up watching movies or sitcoms and usually avoid the singing and dancing competitions but while surfing channels on a... Continue Reading →
2015: A Retrospective
2015 is about to come to a close and yet there were times it seemed to drag itself out unendingly! Biggest news from our side is that the brat is now in a big kids' school. He's only in first grade but he seems to be changing perceptibly in front of our eyes. He's learning... Continue Reading →
Reflections On Ambient Sounds
One lingering memory of Durga pujas at Barasat are the acoustic version of retro Hindi songs of Salil Choudhury playing in the neighborhood somewhere. Right from Yeh Kya Hua to O Sajna, Barkha Bahaar Aayi...they play them all. And it sounds just wonderful. Seeped in whispers of the years that've passed while trying to make... Continue Reading →
Realizations at 4:45 A.M
On an early morning drive to the airport, roughly 36 kms of thinking time, I realized the following: 1. Robert Palmer is very repetitive. And annoying. Addicted to Love is getting deleted from the playlist. 2. Morons, the real ones, are very consistent. Moronic all the time. All days of the week. Never take a... Continue Reading →
Reflections On A Sunday…Yet Again
After a long while I had a lot of space. A LOT. I mean driving-alone-on-a-fairly-secluded-road-with-not-too-many-people-around or too-far-behind-in the-mirror-kind-of-space. And I just took in the solitude along with the car freshner smell and realized: It is SO important to have some totally, totally, totally alone time; away from social media, people and other living beings barring... Continue Reading →
Movie Reco: The Godfather
My whole family's been under the weather after the offspring got a bug back from school. With long periods of imposed bedrest there's hardly any time before your mind commands you to watch a movie, or 3. Well in my case no movie is ever watchable at a stretch when my kid is around, so... Continue Reading →
The Sitar Diaries- The Good Stuff
The previous blogs have boiled down to this one- what to play on a sitar. Rather what is usually played. If it so pleases people I suppose they could play Pink Floyd as well but the compositions which have been around for centuries are usually based on something called Swar (the notes Sa Re Ga... Continue Reading →
Hilarity At Home- Lost In Translation
Author's Note: This is an exclusive post for the people who understand Hindi. For the rest, it falls flat. My husband's native tongue isn't Hindi. Neither is mine but having lived amongst Hindi-speaking people all my life, I can speak it without my native tongue's influence intruding. But living in India one cannot but be bombarded... Continue Reading →
The Sitar Diaries- ABC of Playing A Sitar
So you got your sitar, got your mizrab and even coaxed your feet into the slightly uncomfy position sitting like a pretzel. Now it all comes down to holding the sitar properly (aka getting a solid grip on it) and striking a note!The sitar has a longish neck that culminates in a rounded bottom. While... Continue Reading →
The Sitar Diaries-Genesis&Evolution
The sitar is a string-instrument which is primarily played in Hindustani and Carnatic modes. It has strings made with steel and the sound is produced by striking at the strings while wearing an implement called a mizrab and simultaneously flexing the right hand palm open or shut whereas the left hand presses down on a particular... Continue Reading →
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 