Parsi food in its frank and relaxed ambience …

Parsi (or Parsee) is one of two Zoroastrian communities (the other being Iranis) majorly located in India and few in Pakistan. Parsis migrated from Greater Iran to Sindh and Gujarat, between the 8th and 10th century CE

The long presence of the Parsis in the Gujarat and Sindh areas of India distinguishes them from the smaller Zoroastrian Indian community of Iranis, who emigrated from Iran to South Asia in the 19th century and early 20th-century.

As is also the case for the Parsis, the Iranis predominately settled in the west-coast of India, in the states of Gujarat and Maharashtra. A concentration of their people live in and around the city of Mumbai.  (Source: Wikipedia)


I have been to this restaurant, located at Marine Drive in Mumbai, a  few times before – the first time accidently, the second intentionally; this time and after a very long time – loyally, to relish the tasty Parsi food in its frank and relaxed ambience.

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The Irani Chai (Fiction)

The Shepherd

Near a meadow of a hamlet …

A vegetable hawker irately halted his nearly empty cart near a meadow of a hamlet, where a flock of sheep were grazing in the early afternoon as a farmer’s boy watched them

“Did you bunk off school? And where is your father? He hasn’t supplied any vegetables since the past week.” the worried hawker furiously questioned him.

“My father is in the city to work as a daily wage labourer, he said that he’s deep  in debt”, replied the happy-go-lucky young lad by spontaneously spinning a long stick in mid-air.



Nora Roberts is the New York Times bestselling author of more than one hundred fifty novels. Under the pen name J. D. Robb, she is the author of the New York Times bestselling futuristic suspense series, which features Lieutenant Eve Dallas and Roarke. There are more than 200 million copies of her books in print, and she has had more than one hundred New York Times bestsellers.

She is a member of several writers groups and has won countless awards from her colleagues and the publishing industry. Recently The New Yorker called her “America’s favourite novelist”. Visit her website at

This edition was published in 2005, a romantic fiction; is the final novel in the garden trilogy.

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Some excerpts from the novel:

She shifted her gaze towards Harper and ordered herself to ignore the little ache that came from thinking of him married, making babies with some woman whose face she couldn’t see.

Of course, she’d be beautiful that was a given. Probably blonde and built and blue-blooded. The bitch.

Whoever she turned out to be, whatever she looked like or was like, Hayley determined she’d make friends. Even if it killed her.

“Something wrong with the potatoes?” David murmured beside her.

“Hmm. No. They’re awesome.”

“Just wondered why you looked like you were forcing down some bad-tasting medicine, sugar.”

“Oh, just thought about something I’m going to have to do, and won’t like. Life’s full of them. But that doesn’t include eating these potatoes. (Pg.31)


            Though the dark wasn’t deep yet, the path lights were glowing, those pretty soft green lanterns speared at the edges of the brick to guide the way. A few early lightning bugs blinked on and off, on and off over the heads of flowers, and out beyond to the roll of grass to lose themselves in the shadows of the woods.

            She drew in the perfume of heliotrope, sweet peas, roses, and the more pungent aroma of earth. All of those scents, along with the different tones of growing green would forever make her think of Harper, and this place. (Pg.79)


 She turned her head to give him better access, and her heavy eyes blinked clear. Widened. “Harper.”

When she jerked in his arms, he just shifted his grip. “What? It’s not next week yet.”

“Harper. Oh God, stop. Look.”

         Amelia stood in the doorway, the storm raging at her back. Behind her, through her, Hayley could see trees whipping in the wind and the bruised fists of clouds that smothered the sky. (Pg. 122)


They turned away from the lights and the action of Beale Street and wandered toward the river. Tourists flocked there as well, to stroll through the park or stand and watch the water, but the relative quiet made it easier for her to go back in her mind, and take him with her. (Pg. 138-139)


“Um, when you do all this, you pick the parents—the pollen plant, the seed plant. Deliberate selection, for specific characteristics.”

Her blue eyes, Harper’s brown. His patience, her impulse. What would you get?

“Right. You’re trying to cross them, to create something with the best—or at least the desired characteristics—of both.”

His temper, her stubbornness. Oh God. “People don’t work that way.”

“Hmm.” He turned to his computer, keying data into a file. “No, guess not.”

“And with people, they can’t always—or don’t always—plan it all out like this. They don’t get together and say, hey, let’s hybridize.” (Pg.293)

 Needless to say that I enjoyed every bit of reading this novel and I am extremely inspired by her writing.

Indian Miniature Painting (2)

Many paintings are from Sanskrit and folk literature …

The subjects of these miniature paintings are in relation to the subjects of the manuscripts mostly religious and literary. Many paintings are from Sanskrit and folk literature. It is on the subject of love stories.

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IMG_2366 - CopyRagini Gauri: Malwa, Central India, C 1700 CE

IMG_2379 - CopyA Lady with Attendants: Rajasthani, Bikaner, Late18th century CE, Sir Ratan Tata Art Collection

IMG_2381 - CopyPrincess Enjoying a Pleasure Party: Rajasthani, Bikaner, Early 18th century CE, Sir Ratan Tata Art Collection 

IMG_2387 - CopyThe escape of Rani Rupmati with Bajbahadur: Rajasthani, Jaipur, 19th century CE

IMG_2395 - CopyBalaji Bajirao alias Nanasaheb Peshwa: Deccani, Satara, Copy made in 1854 at Satara

IMG_2399 - CopyRagini Vasant: Deccani, Hyderabad, c. 1725 CE, Sir Ratan Tata Art Collection

IMG_2401 - CopyRagini Jogia Asavari:  Deccani, Hyderabad, c. 1725 CE, Sir Ratan Tata Art Collection

IMG_2423 - CopyShiva Parvati: Pahari, Guler, Late 18th century CE

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