The shells we keep close & the stories we keep closer…

What’s Cooking?

Healthy recipes, easy comfort food and sometimes over-the-top spreads!

Eating Out

From street food to michelin star restaurants - my honest and unbiased views

Poet’s Corner

If only words could breathe…

Unwired

Window to my world through my words

Creative Sponge

Connecting the dots between creativity and a beautiful mess…

 Soul Saga

“Step out of the circle of time and into the circle of love”
-Rumi

Quarantine or not, I'm intrinsically a 'home bird' thus this 'lockdown' has been a God sent opportunity for me to connect with people and activities that truly matter. More than that, it gave me the much needed time to connect with myself, to dive into an introspective zone, to satiate my creative cravings! 
Freed from all (obligatory) social responsibilities, locked in my home, I became busier than before. Not the one to wash away 'lockdown blues' by cooking up a storm in my kitchen; I was baking, brewing, broiling an entire website on my own.
Gazal & Pavil, it just wouldn't have been possible but for your help, support, guidance, motivation, time.....(I can go on and on). Truly! I owe it to both of you! Both my kids would first study, how to build a website and then used to teach me, ever so patiently. Not being computer savvy or for that matter knowing anything about the shortcuts on keyboard, I've been an awfully slow student, learning everything from the scratch. My in-between breaks were classical music classes (my favourite), Dan brown's online master class or the Udemy online lectures, two classes, my son had got me enrolled into, dabbling with iphone photography or a small stint with water colours.
Hubby dearest, no words to thank you for your unflinching, solid and steady support - constantly encouraging me, making me believe, I can do it when tired and exasperated I wanted to give up; sweetly turning off the morning 6'0 clock alarm and pulling down the curtains so that I could catch a few hours of sleep as I was working till almost three or four every night and would retire only when my eyelids would refuse to listen to my mind!
You three are my rock! The center of my world! The ones, who actually found the 'Shell' and helped me in actualising Shell Finders...

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I rise with the Sun and rush through the day, making the bed, changing the sheets, doing the laundry, tending to the greens, in-between surfing for a new recipe and pausing to say my prayers. My imagination runs a marathon, while I browse through my mails gulping another mug of black coffee. I pick a book, read a chapter, make some mental notes, run through a few lessons and yawn away the day, asking myself the same question yet again, "why are the hours so less?"

By night, I write it all down here…