Bento: Japan’s fascination with boxed lunches

For most of us lunch boxes never held much fascination. These boxes are usually filled with rice, sometimes mixed with sambar, rasam, curd or more kuzhambu or packed separately. Rice and curry are usually accompanied by vegetable kootu or fry, eggs or fish and rarely meat. It is the more elaborate typical Tamil lunch box…

Could Tamil and Japanese languages have common origins?

Linguistics is an ocean. You can be learning the subject for ages and still not grasp them all. Its close connection with culture only makes it complex and even more fascinating. My interest wandered towards linguistics when I was researching about Japanese culture and its origins. I came across several research journals during my pursuit and…

Poetry in Makoto Shinkai’s movies

It was raining. The garden where lilacs are in full bloom resonated with the sound of falling rain drops. There she was, under the resting area built of black stones, sleeping. He looked at her, went there and sat beside her. She opened her eyes and smiled at him. This was a scene from the…

Remnants of our Colonial past in North Madras

I had in fact forgotten how beautiful North Madras could be. It is so easy to forget that it was where the British had their headquarters during the time they ruled, before the commercial hub T.Nagar and orthodox Mylapore became the ‘cultured part’ of the city, tourists usually frequent. But the only part of Chennai…

Baahubali 2: Not an epic it was meant to

OK. I’m going to say this first before you guys start throwing rotten tomatoes and eggs at me. I saw Baahubali 2: The Conclusion yesterday and I loved it. Sheer visual grandeur rooted me to the spot in the darkened cinema hall. I just could not take my eyes off majestic Baahubali on an elephant,…

The land that lives: A tribute to Gabriel Garcia Marquez and his Macondo

This post comes two weeks late since death anniversary of the my favourite Colombian writer Gabriel Garcia Marquez on April 17, 2014. In addition to being a role model, he inspired me to find the surreal in the ordinary. Here is to Marquez and the world he created, Macondo.  Macondo, a land founded by the Buendias, who…

What makes a good manga

Ever since a long time ago, I have been reading manga aka Japanese comics. I remember vaguely watching an anime called City Hunter, which narrates the story of a hit man. I could catch only few episodes on TV, but I liked it to the extent of watching entire series online. It was based on…

A ship to nowhere

I had gone to Hong Kong couple of years ago. The place did not impress me. What did was the visage of a ship on the ocean when I was on a Ferris wheel in the Ocean Park, an amusement park in Hong Kong. The text that follows captures what went through my mind when…

Danish delicacies that will make you swoon

If you are a vegetarian and going to Denmark dreaming about all that good food you could possibly eat, you might be disappointed. Danish cuisine is meat-based and you will not find not more than one option and if you are lucky, two in most restaurants. But that is no reason for not making the…

Nagercoil, where sambar and pulisserry coexist

Adai pradhaman, pulissery olan, ada aviyal and puttu paruppu. They are my favourite dishes my mom makes when I go home. You are mistaken if you think I’m from Kerala. This is a traditional menu in my home town in Tamil Nadu. I hail from Kanyakumari district, which is situated in the Southernmost part of Tamil Nadu….

A slice of Sicily in Copenhagen

Copenhagen is one of the most colourful cities I have seen in Europe. It has a beautiful harbour and vibrant city centre with enough shops to keep you occupied for a day and more. For the first time in my life I actually followed a map, not Google map mind you, but a real map…

Rediscovering Nagercoil through a journalist’s eyes

Going to your hometown or remotely near it is always a pleasure. The lush green fields, misty mountains and wind farms that dots the landscape welcomes you as you peer out of the window of the bus. When the bus stops and your feet touches the land, clean moist air caresses your cheek and whispers ‘Welcome…