It’s Lohri, the punjabi harvest festival that signifies the start of a new year. While i had been meaning to plug back in to the blog at the start of this calendar year, its simply been harder to do than just think off. Procrastination has got the better half of me, unfortunately.

So when i stumbled on this post mentioning image search, it seemed like a good time to begin again. I googled for inspiration – something that i have been looking for lately. This one seemed to fit the bill. May be all that’s required is a fresh perspective with a focused approach to get back in action. Here’s to the new year!



Come March-April, we revel in the festivities of Navratri. Several people fast through the 9 days for the granting of their wishes or just for the well being of their families. These days of fasting are dedicated to the Goddess. Being from a punjabi household, i grew up with this phase being celebrated twice a year. The second more popular wave come in October, just before Diwali.

As for me, i skipped the fasts to indulge in the special food preparations on the day of Ashtmi. This is the 8th day of Navratri. In most punjabi homes, Puri (Fried Bread), Black Channa (Black Bengal Gram) and Halwa (Semolina Pudding) are cooked and offered to the Goddess first and then to 9 young girls and 1 boy. The 9 girls are symbolic of the different avatars of the Goddess.

Here is a photo of the meal my mother cooked back home. These always make me smile 🙂



Traditionally Speaking

Traditions. The word sparks rituals and rites in my head. Small or big, there are some all of stick too. For me, Diwali – the hindu festival of lights has to be it. I have tried my best to keep up with the celebrations and traveled back home even when i was living in different cities. Guess i missed celebrating it just once in the last 10 years.

While i don’t endorse the fireworks and shenanigans, the entire idea of the family coming together once is what’s comforting. I think rituals help us in having a connect with our experiences over the years. It has that sense of familiarity that i love coming home too. Being the most religious of the lot i also love decorating and getting the prayer requisites in order for the puja (where prayers and offerings are made to Laxmi the goddess of wealth). Apart from that the festival is a great time to catch-up and definitely take pictures. Here is one that i took last year:


The Holi Date.

The randomness of a billion stars, mystical vibrations are out there.

To shake you, move you out of the comfort zone you’ve build for yourself.

Break those shackles, embark on the wildest of journeys.

So what if they think you’re high when you’re having fun.

Spin on crazy earth, I’ve got my own orbits to cross.

I’d love to talk about the things you hate.

Kill normality, embrace weirdness.

Bright lights shine on, only to lead you on.

Power them up, splash colors on your horizon.

It’s yours to reach out for!