
A couple of weeks ago I moved to a new room. And it just so happens that the landlords, an old couple, are Kashmiri Pandits. Last night they were kind enough to invite me over to their place for the ‘after-pooza‘ feast. So even though I wasn’t home this Shivratri, I got to have some great home made Kashmiri food.






















Dussehra sequence from Salman Rushdie’s Shalimar The Clown wasn’t mere magic realism.
