THE ONE WHO CREATES... LIVES

Kalwa's history being finally written across The fragrance of the place, we are rooted in will continue traveling with us wherever we go The place we are born in; the place we spend our childhood in; the place we evolve as youngsters; the place we mature as adults; I strongly believe; we belong to that place forever. We may migrate to some other place; but the fragrance of the place, we are rooted in will continue traveling with us wherever we go. In fact, I still remember saying somebody – If you pay a little more attention, I may still be smelling of Kalwa . Yes, Kalwa is the place, of which we had been inhabitants of since our childhood. We were born here. If I had to present a list of names, just one single blog won’t suffice. But, I would still want to name my best friends Prashant Mhatre and Anil Mhatre; we are all of the same age. Born around the same time; we hail from Kalwa. Others may or may not be born here; but it won’t be wrong to say that they to...

Mel's Own It's a feast for your taste buds when you add your hard work to chicken curry Hobbies are born out of passion. If the color of that passion is green, it is a reason to celebrate. This is the story of one such green passion. This is the story of Melisa Pereira’s terrace garden. Around the month of March, when I thought of starting this blog to celebrate stories of passion; of mine, of my friends, of my readers, of my followers on social media, of artists… I happened to stumble upon Melisa’s passion. Ever since, I have wanted to write this story. And I feel extremely guilty of the delay caused in writing this story. Melisa and I have known each other for almost eight years now. I’ve always known her as the intelligent woman with a heart of gold; her sense of humor is equally compelling. But when I discovered her passion for vegetable gardening, I couldn’t hold myself back from wanting to know more about this passion of hers. When I was chatting wi...