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Burgerbar and galvanting around Sarphati Park
What lovely summer weather we finally have here in Amsterdam. Aside: We went to the Bangkok restaurant near Rembrandtplein for a meal and I forgot to take food pictures, don’t blame me, blame this decadent weather that tosses all care to the wind. I guess I will just have to go their again, eat again,…
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Dinner at Mama Makan
We had dinner at Mama Makan. Though for Hindi speakers it sounds like Mama’s house, in Indonesian it means Mama’s Food. The concept is that you are at Mama’s kicthen, sitting on the table, with mismatched yet charming plates, old quaint cutlery that is heavy and solid like Mama’s love (I suppose), and Mama brings out…
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Colors of Spring
Pictures taken by me
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Day out in Lisse
When you have a sunny day like today you do not need edits or filters. Apart from the Keukenhof gardens, the fields in Lisse are where you can observe Netherlands’ horticulture in all its glory. Fed on the romantic images of Silsila somehow these fields manage to inspire me year after year. There is something…
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Restaurant Jinso for lunch
We had an outstanding lunch at Jinso in Arena Boulevard. We have eaten at Jinso before (and keep passing it when we have an errand to run at Villa Arena or a movie to watch at Pathe) and I always forget to note down (for the blog) how good the food is, how pleasant the atmosphere…
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Living on the intersection of India and The Netherlands – learning from Erin Meyer’s “The Culture Map”
This is a post about an article written by Apoorva Mathur that throws light on work place cultural nuances along with disparity between the Dutch and Indians. I enjoyed the manner in which he places emotions alongside tasks and relationships, without dealing with them as the “other” or the “elephant in the room” or something that is…
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The Miscarriage by Amit Majmudar
Some species can crack pavement with their shoots Source: The Miscarriage “if I consoled you it would make the loss your loss” —– How can Amit Majmudar’s words so relentlessly tangle the insides? Each line comes loaded, “his wealth of heartbeats.” I am currently reading his collection Dothead (2016). It has two ghazals. One of…
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Labelled and Misunderstood Pink
A walk through Amstel Park, pink flowers, August 2016…
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Of Diaries & Essays: meditations on memory, what have I lost?
On A Train for A Personal interview. 10 Jan. 2015. 8:33 am train from Schipol to Paris Nord, announcement: “you can travel in this train only if you have reservations.” There is no sunrise yet. The sky is grey; the green of the fields, streetlights, and darkness hangs over the landscape, the train is rushing…
