History as a subject has been following me like the Vodafone dog since my early days in school. I always felt it is one of the most humdrum and mind-numbing subject. I used to find terms like caves and inscriptions, guerilla warfare, forts and others monotonous and unexciting.
Who says only fear and emotions give goose bumps? Strangely, I felt them while visiting Nalanda University. Visiting the site of Nalanda University in Bihar came as a shock rather than the excitement of a historical tour.
Life is an astounding blend of blissful and poignant moments that differentiates each one’s life from the other.
Knowledge basket as the name suggests is a journey from the good old days to the present of being tuition teacher is a passion for me.
The splendid collection
Stunning is too lame a word to describe the exquisite craftsmanship of the famed Hyderabad Nizam jewellery.
Gone are the days when our mothers and aunts sported the famous red ‘Bindi’ on their foreheads to proclaim their married status.
As a student of journalism, I had got an opportunity to visit the High Court in Mumbai. I had assumed law courts were only frequented by criminals and lawyers. Fortunately, me being neither,
I am aware that even for my generation, I could just be an anomaly, a late comer to a revolution that had everything going for it but a name and someone to label it thus.
The bright red colour of Misal Pav was so vivid, that for a moment I mistook it to be a rendition of artificial food colour. But having lived here, I knew it was the handiwork of the infamous Mirchi.