Is there some rule that says the Government of India MUST make its websites as impenetrable, tedious and boring as humanly possible? Here’s a screen shot from the Ministry of Social [...]

One of the best parts of living in India is the way vegetables are delivered straight to our doorstep . . . either from our own garden (the green leafies at the bottom of the basket) or from our [...]

Over 100 million baby girls are missing. Don’t bother searching – they’re gone forever. Victims of what The Economist magazine – in its March 6th cover story – calls [...]

It’s a Sunday afternoon. Ravi is traveling. Moy Moy has gone for a nap and is actually asleep. Mummy and Masiji are also dozing. I sent Padma home early. I am “alone. “ This is [...]

Visiting Shaila in Bangalore was, as my father would put it: “Basic and fundamental and a little bit of heaven.” This is the view from her verandah where I sat one morning all by [...]

I feel so lucky every time I walk into our garden. It is nothing compared to the gardens of many of my more talented friends, but it is ours and every single flower, every tiny blossom is a joy [...]

This one is for Natasha, who sent me such a lovely film clip this morning and who makes me smile at least three times every day, even though we have never met. Thanks, Natasha! Indians [...]

Some experiences are so powerful you have to let them settle a while before you can say anything coherent. And even then, words are inadequate. The Camphill Community in Bangalore is a [...]

This is how we make our bed. The other day, a guest asked me why we kept the cushions off-center. We’ve been doing it so long I had forgotten it might look odd or a-symmetrical. But the [...]