Brewing thoughts over a cuppa coffee

It seemed only yesterday (although one year has passed) that I moved out from my home to a rented flat and saw my old 50-years-old build...

“This house looks exactly the same, it has your personality.” Said my friend who visited me the first time, after I moved...

This was the last picture I took before I moved out from the house I had lived for many years. It was not easy. Although it ...

The deafening sound of the grilling machine under my window pierced through my deep sleep.  I woke up with a start.  Ge...

When we first moved to Buen Paso, a rural, hilly area of Tenerife, our house was in a remote place. There were very few houses around us,...

Although Mumbai is my favorite city in the world, it fails me sometimes when it cannot keep itself clean. It stinks. Walk down any...