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Bhanukul’s Kitchen Raga<br>Volume 1 | Issue 8 [December 2021]

Bhanukul’s Kitchen Raga
Volume 1 | Issue 8 [December 2021]

Once, no raw mangoes had sprouted on our mango tree yet, and we suddenly found a green mango on the ground. Baba cut open that lone mango with a sharp knife, cut long slices out of it, topped it with salt and red chilli powder, and served it to everyone at the table! That too with sounds of aahaa…waah. His habit of appreciating even the littlest of things was truly extraordinary…. — Kalapini Komkali

Yamini Krishnan<br>Volume 1 | Issue 7 [November 2021]

Yamini Krishnan
Volume 1 | Issue 7 [November 2021]

I dream of the smell of starch at midnight— when we are the best kind of drunk, someone I love saying I love cocktails it’s like drinking juice and then you’re happy all of a sudden—

Zainab Ummer Farook<br>Volume 1 | Issue 7 [November 2021]

Zainab Ummer Farook
Volume 1 | Issue 7 [November 2021]

Inching through ridge and rind, your knife breaches this fortress of hardiness, green hide giving way to pods of gold. What beguiles you

Yamini Krishnan
Volume 1 | Issue 7 [November 2021]

After changing into baggy, already-stained t-shirts, we set up the feast. Plastic containers everywhere, we always order too much garlic naan, and today I want to apologise

In Search of Meghbalika<br>Volume 1 | Issue 6 [October 2021]

In Search of Meghbalika
Volume 1 | Issue 6 [October 2021]

I had married her for poetry, and she said that she had married me for food. She had said to me on several local train rides while we were still in college in Calcutta, that the food in my lunch box was the second most attractive thing about me. The most attractive thing was that I had cooked it myself... — Abhishek Majumdar

Baker, baker, Bake Me Bread <br>Volume 1 | Issue 5 [September 2021]

Baker, baker, Bake Me Bread
Volume 1 | Issue 5 [September 2021]

As the setting sun rushed to kiss the western horizon goodbye, shades of red, orange and yellow danced with tinges of gold, black and blue… — Damodar Mauzo

Pudding, salad, saaru and such Urgent Matters <br>Volume 1 | Issue 4 [August 2021]

Pudding, salad, saaru and such Urgent Matters
Volume 1 | Issue 4 [August 2021]

The celebrated art theorist N. Rajyalakshmi interviews artist Pushpamala N. after her recent performance of Gauri Lankesh’s Urgent Saaru, in Bengaluru... — Pushpamala N.

Ancient Manuscripts and Assault Rifles: On the Trail of Rohu and Jalebi <br>Volume 1 | Issue 3 [July 2021]

Ancient Manuscripts and Assault Rifles: On the Trail of Rohu and Jalebi
Volume 1 | Issue 3 [July 2021]

In an essay on Hindu food practices, A K Ramanujan narrates a tale about a student in a gurukul whose master instructs his wife to serve the young boy only rice with castor oil... — Ashutosh Bhardwaj

I remember the life, not the recipes <br>Volume 1 | Issue 2 [June 2021]

I remember the life, not the recipes
Volume 1 | Issue 2 [June 2021]

Now that I am three score and ten, I consider food with a degree of respect. I am conscious of the manner, quantity, quality and time of its consumption; also how long what I consume will stay undigested, and of the consequent level of comfort or discomfort thereafter... — Leela Samson

The Tales of Sri Sri Bhajahari Radhuni <br> Volume 1 | Issue 1 [May 2021]

The Tales of Sri Sri Bhajahari Radhuni
Volume 1 | Issue 1 [May 2021]

I don’t call myself a ‘lekhak’, or a writer. Just as people become players—or a ‘khelowar’—by playing and playing, I, too, have become a ‘lekhowar’, almost inadvertently, without any formal training, in my years of writing. But before I was a ‘lekhowar’... — Manoranjan Byapari