Local: My Village

This is a typical village in the state of Odisha, India.

The entrance to my village home.


The kuchcha roads


The tube-well

When I was a kid, I used to spend summer vacations at my village. I love this place. Me and my sister carried small vessels on our waist and brought water from this very tube-well. In earlier days, there were no water filters. Ground water was used for bathing and drinking.


The kitchen area

There was no gas cylinder or cooking stoves. Food was cooked using wood and on these make-shift clay stoves called chulhaa. And trust me on this, the food used to have an unique and amazing taste with a little smoky flavor.

This is where my father grew. This is where my mother came to her in-laws house after her marriage. This is the place which I used to visit for at least 2 months in a year. But as I grew up I couldn’t visit for even once a year. I yearn to go back to this place. This is one of the places I love. This is where my heart is.

The Daily Post Challenge: LOCAL


This sketch which I made during my free time in lab. It’s sketched with a ball-point pen.


During a friend’s treat, we were served customized dishes. At the end of 17 dishes, this was the last thing that came. I couldn’t understand what this thing was. I thought it might be a dessert or something. The waiter was taking away my spoon. I stopped him and asked him to give it back. He looked puzzled. My friends were also laughing. Finally the waiter said,”But.. Madam, this is a wet paper napkin, for wiping your hands and mouth.” It was really embarrassing.


In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Intricate.”