How To Make A Shabby Chic Wicker Basket Planter

Basket Planter 1Goodmorning and a good day. How have you been holding up? If you are into gardening and live in a small apartment- which means if you are interested in shabby chic apartment gardening- there is a how-to-make-a-basket-planter in the house: It’s all old wicker baskets and some beach white love and some roses planted for winter. There is also some plant fertilizer dope, do’s and don’ts. Interested?

basket planter 3I got these wicker baskets for a throwaway price in one of the flea-markets, here in Mumbai and since then it has been on my list to turn them into a planter. Its not always that I buy something with such clear goal for the buy. Believe me, I don’t. I buy impulsively and turn one thing into another and re-turn it into something else if I don’t like the result. But this: I knew it from day 1 that they becoming planters. Worst part is for the longest time I did not have a home to myself or even a balcony! There were roomies and dirt and squafle over a pot of milk and which half of the fridge is it supposed to be in because the other half belongs to someone else: Oh My God! Those were the doom days.

So I let it sit in my storage/balcony forever (count 4 years) until today when I could actually get around to turn them into planters, and when i actually HAVE a home to myself and a balcony too. No good people, no good I tell you is your life without a balcony.

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Anyway! Moving on, making a basket planter for you home is as easy as a pie. Well, the procedure is similar too! It requires you to do just 3 things:

1. Take a large polythene that sits in the basket and also have an inch or two to spare at the sides.



2. Poke holes in the polythene and add some soil to make it sit before you transfer your plants in



3. Transfer your plants in and pack soil. Before you pack in soil, mix a tablespoon of a good neem-based compost fertilizer to the soil. This will promote good health of the roots and stem.



You would also want a water soluble NPK fertilizer to spray every 1 day/week. For blooming season: 1 tbsp to 1 liter water. N-P-K stands for Nitrogen Phosphorus and Potassium. These 3 elements are responsible for better growth of the plant. I am pasting an excerpt from a website I closely follow:

Nitrogen helps plants make the proteins they need to produce new tissues. In nature, nitrogen is often in short supply so plants have evolved to take up as much nitrogen as possible, even if it means not taking up other necessary elements. If too much nitrogen is available, the plant may grow abundant foliage but not produce fruit or flowers. Growth may actually be stunted because the plant isn’t absorbing enough of the other elements it needs.

Phosphorous stimulates root growth, helps the plant set buds and flowers, improves vitality and increases seed size. It does this by helping transfer energy from one part of the plant to another. To absorb phosphorous, most plants require a soil pH of 6.5 to 6.8. Organic matter and the activity of soil organisms also increase the availability of phosphorus.

Potassium improves overall vigor of the plant. It helps the plants make carbohydrates and provides disease resistance. It also helps regulate metabolic activities.”

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Once your plants are fed and happy, they will produce beautiful blooms in your apartment garden: All you need to do then is sit back and relax and have a cup of tea.

Easy right?

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Before And After, Turn old crates to chic book carts

DIY Book Cart 1Goodmorning Sunshine and honey and sugarstars and beachcombers. Very excited I am this morning to share this DIY Book Cart or Book Trolley as I would like to call it, and its made from an unwanted, weeping, curb side fruit-crate which once brought goodness and mangoes to someone I don’t know. That man just loved them mangoes and had no love for this wee old crate and he threw her away on the sidewalk: She had some snails comforting her when I found her. Poor girl! She is now the little star of my favorite spot by the window and the apple of my eye. It’s got me the rustic, industrial chic love that I have always been in love with. A  cup of tea, poor-turned-beauty (lets call her Cinderella) and me: The universe is right there. And oh, the whole thing costed me about $8!!!

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It’s been a while I did a decor post you know! I’ll blurt it out: My cam poofed. It just blew one day and never got back  to life until last Friday. You can’t do much with a borrowed cam now, can you? So last week with its delivery I got home my hardware supplies too 😉 Guess you’ll be seeing me and my crafty side a lot henceforth, like before. I have a couple of projects lines- one which concerns a wall, one which concerns the guest bathroom and ofcourse a bit of curtain love too- which I am gonna tackle one at a time and I’d love for you to be with me and tell me if the moolahs are worth spending on what I decide. For now, here’s a peak at the crate, how I found it!



Ugly nails and stray splinters. This is your hand’s worst nightmare. I’ve had uggs scratches and a bandaid wrapping marathon with this one. But it finally succumbed to the decor rehab and turned into one beautiful little crate. Sand it a bit (or leave a bit of splinter where it would not hurt you to keep its rustic charm intact) and spray paint it.

I love my brush and paint, really, but because the air is full of moisture here (yes, the monsoons are still on) I decided to go with a spray paint. It takes a lot less time to dry and works evenly too on uneven surfaces like this.

Got home some tiny wheels from the hardware and fixed them at its corners. Here’s a collage too if you’d like to see. Honestly, I love blogposts that explain things to me. So I like to give as much info as I can. If you have figured already, just skip it homey 😉


Pretty simple. Just place it in four corners. Mark the nail points and fix the screws.

These wheels are the ones that are used industrially and revolved 360 degrees. You also get the straight moving variety. I prefer these ones though!

All you need to do next is keep your favorite books or two, a vase and wheel it around like a little child would. I’m wondering if I should tie a rope to it and carry it with me all round the house 😉 Let’s go 100 insane.

Here’s what it became!

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Here’s a before and after:

Collage 2So yeah! That’s it from the sunny house this morning and more to come.

Have a crafty week ahead of ya!

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Apartment Gardening, How To Grow Garlic Chive At Home



Well, hi! What’s going on? Who’s cooking what and how has it been since I left? Tell you what? No matter where I go and how pretty the place, there is absolutely no place like home. It is the best place on earth. What a relief it was to be back to all this old white and own bed. It was heaven! But guess what made me the happiest? My little garlic chive plant overflowing with flowers. I swear on garlic pods that I jumped like a little baby. What a welcome that was: it now rests beautifully in my old peanut butter jar. It’s important to snip the flowers for better growth of the chive plant- and man, was it heartbreaking- or I would have never.

I get so much joy out of seeing my plants flower and fruit: I actually clap my hands and jump and get the husband out of his nook to see my achievement. I’ll agree he finds it funny and I love him that he’ll throw in an advice or two. Oh you gotta listen to this. When I was adding compost to my plants last Saturday, I noticed a few tiny, green bulb like things in all of them. I rooted one out to find out that they are the tiny greens that appear on potatoes. Hahahahaha…the husband put them in. The day before he collected them off an old potato and asked me if they would turn into potato plants. I think I was doing something and said yes. Poor boy planted them. Its the boy in him that makes him my favorite person.


I am still laughing.

Anyway, as you can see the girl has settled down and all with her bits and bobs and is doing her gardening too and she thinks she should talk about her successful chive growing process. Because its very complicated (not) and not (not) everyone can grow chive in their tiny apartment garden, she thinks its a good topic to talk about and share 😉

Garlic chive is one of my favorite. It’s not too strong in flavor like the usual ones we have. I had it first, incorporated in herb-butter, and slathered on a grilled Basa and it blew me floors. Once I came home, I did a little research to find out that it is also called Chinese Chives owing to its extensive use in Asian cuisine: Apparently Japanese Miso Soup is incomplete without these. ooh la la! This herb needs to make it to trumatter’s kitchen!

Unfortunately, not many grow garlic chive to eat here in India. It is not one of the common “Bhaji” or green that you’d find on a menu or even in day to day cooking. In my pursuit of eating conti & Chinese, I ended up buying a bottle of dried chives. Soaked it in warm water and incorporated in butter but nope: not a hint of the beautiful pungent garlicky taste.


I heard from a friend that there is a big plant nursery in Vile Parle, Mumbai called Vriksha nursery which grows and sells exotic herbs. My next plan was to get home a plant. I went all the way to find out that they ran out of garlic chive but the owner was too kind to tell me how to grow them from garlic cloves and seeds. She is a wonderful woman, the owner of the nursery and she’d talk of chives like she is talking about her children. I love that. I love people who talks like that.

So I came home with a pack of seeds and followed her instruction to the T. Its just a bit of love and patience really: In 2 months you’ll be able to harvest your chives. Believe me you, since then I have had an unending supply of garlic chives: all you need to do to ensure it keeps on growing is snip the longer leaves and flowers. It’ll be heart breaking- everytime- to see the chives so short but trust me, in no time you’ll have an unending supply of garlic chive that you can incorporate in garlic butter, garlic infused oil, and dishes that call for a handful of it.



Here’s What you’ll need to grow garlic chives in your apartment garden:

Chive seeds or 4-5 large garlic- peeled


Fertilizer (Neem based will do)

Potting soil

A tub

How to grow garlic chives or Chinese Chives at Home

If growing from Seeds

Before planting, incorporate 4 to 6 inches of well-composted organic matter. Apply 2 to 3 tablespoons of all-purpose fertilizer (16-16-8) per square foot of planting area. Work compost and fertilizer into the soil to a depth of 6 to 8 inches. Start sowing in spring and plant seed 1/4th inches deep and 4 cm apart.

Water thoroughly and give it full sun.

Your plant will be ready in a month and ready to harvest in 2.

If growing from cloves

Pack garlic pods with their narrow end up in a tumbler and cover it with enough water to just reach its base.

Give it full sun till green chives appear.

In a well composted and festilized soil plant your pods with shoots above the soil.

Give it full sun and water regularly.



Harvest as soon as it flowers. On an average, you’ll need to harvest it every 30 days.

Enjoy your own homegrown organic chives.

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Snippets from Pelling, Sikkim & Thoughts Streaming From The Himalayas


Mt.kanchendzonga from middle Pelling, the 3rd highest peak in the world.

“When you realize how perfect everything is you will tilt your head back and laugh at the sky”- Buddha

And I laughed. I laughed seeing God’s mockery slammed square on my face. Build the tallest building you might but you will never reach heights. Do what you must to call yourself rich and yet all your riches are useless here. Standing in front of the beautiful Mt. kanchendzonga I went through a series of crazy feelings: From a proud earth-dweller and getting drunk in its beauty to a vulnerable speck of dust, simply left at the mercy of this sky-high guardians of the East. At times I jumped like a little baby to catch a glimpse of the snow-clad range, at times it made me feel bad about the times I reacted in haste to a word that could have been received better. At night, the pressing silence helped me hear myself and in the morning soaking the sunshine felt better than a million dollar spa. At times, there was no dinner and we ate biscuits and drank whiskey and laughed a lot. At times, just looking outside whet our appetite. At times you’ll wonder why are you so happy. And then your thoughts will take you back to a place where your car, sofa or the job you do is not at all necessary. Will all of that and more give you this feeling of standing in front of the great Himalayas? You’ll brood on this thought and slowly come to the conclusion that you don’t want any of this things you so needed. They are just to fill the void you have been wanting to fill in and which arose out of disconnect to nature. You don’t really need them to be happy. Everything you need to be content and happy is here in this world- perfect and free. Its the answer to the questions you never knew.

The best home decor is The Himalayas outside your window.


As I looked through my lens I felt proud to be a work of the same creator. Never before have I thanked God so much for giving me a perfect pair of eyes, an ear to hear and the feet to walk. Never before did I look up and thank him for making me a creature than can feel, can connect. Look at us going crazy about how to look beautiful. That you have eyes to see, ear to hear, feet to walk and the ability to feel isn’t perfect? We are perfect the way we are. In life’s most important places isn’t this all we really need?

You have no choice but to stop and admire and gasp: God! Maybe look up and wink at the man and tell him what a cracker of a DIY er he is. You know, its true when they say that the best feelings in the world are the ones which cannot be explained. I am at a severe loss of words as I write this blog post: I have so much to communicate but I don’t know the right words to do justice to the feeling. I felt good. After many many years I felt at peace and that I’ll remember the lofty mountains and its selfless greatness and what it really means to be alive. It’s not the post or the bank balance or even the looks. It’s the majestic mountains, the great seas, gorgeous flowers, heady sounds of cricket in the woods and little Hamlets with perfectly manicured gardens and the ability to see, hear and feel.


Khecheopalri lake, Pelling

I have been to Pelling before but not the way I went this time. We were travelling extensively and we were glad we did. If you ever visit Sikkim and Pelling, pay buck to a local guide and go to “Khechuperi” or Khecheopalri or Kha-Chot-Palri Lake. A wish fulfilling lake, sacred to Buddhists and Hindus alike, it is considered to be the the abode of “Tshomen Gyalmo or chief protective nymph of the Dharma as blessed by Tara. You can read about it here.  I’ll put in a word for it being a wish-fulfilling lake. It is. Take a chance, make a wish.

The waters are holy and fishing or even feeding the fishes is prohibited. You are also not to wash your hands or feet in the lake. But there is nothing more in discord with nature than a bunch of oblivious Indians who would feed cream-biscuits to the fishes. I spoke. They listened. Started after 5 minutes, slyly.

And on our way back, caught these wild Hydrangeas growing out of nowhere. They were everywhere. Plump, in shades of blue and pink: I wish I could carry a suitcase full of that weather for my wee plants in here!


In Pelling, you can pay some 2k INR and hire an entire car for day-trips. It touches quite an interesting srray of spots and it’ll be totally worth. The day trip we took involved seeing the second highest bridge in Asia. Singshore Bridge, with a span of 198 metres and 220 metres in depth, Singshore Bridge, nearUttarey in West Sikkim, is considered the second highest suspension bridge in Asia. Here is what a river looks like from Singshore bridge, don’t be mistaken- its not a waterfall!


Caught a glimpse of Dentam Valley while returning and on our way to Rabdentse Ruins. Too bad the battery died and I could get no photos of the ruins through this DSLR. If you want to see the photos of the ruins, please head over to my instagram, you’ll find them there. I am as Trumatter, as ever!


This is how chores look like high up in the hills. One of my personal favorite photos.


Stopped for a glass of wine at the one and only functional food joint in Pelling. Again, recommended.



And then a steaming bowl of Thenthuk: A tibetan pasta soup, with handmade wheat pasta. Recommended. If you are in Sikkim, ask for Chhang- a local wine served in bamboo mugs. We really tried hard to chug a glass but its available only in the evenings. That bit didn’t happen!


The photos will just go on but I guess I’ll have to end it here before it gets heavier. But I won’t leave untill i show you my Balcony in Pelling and the view from it.


As surreal as it can get!

I’ll be back with photos from gangtok- the captal of Sikkim, more about Mt.Kanchendzonga and my childhood, a local whiskey you must bring home and some crazy noodle combinations. I’ll also put together a plan and places in general if anyone’s interested 🙂 For now, this is me signing off.



Roasted Red Pepper & Chili Chutney Recipe

Pepper Jam 5Morning y’all! How have you been keeping in your neck of woods. It’s apocalypse here in Mumbai: I have a feeling we will have to buy rafts and start tying our things, going by the way its raining. We woke up at 5:45, had our breakfast but couldn’t step out. While the husband got a little irked and went off to catch up on his lost sleep, here I am sipping a cuppa and blogging to you about my fiery, red pepper & sweet chili chutney recipe. It’s a grey, dull day and thought a bit of zing-zang would be good for the eyes and the taste buds. What do you say? And as i write to you, I hear an ambulance. i am sure someone’s raft is toppled.

You know, up from my 9th floor hall, I can see the local trains running. You will not believe the amount of people I see at 5 in the morning. Sometimes I see them wading through waters in between the railway tracks with a bag on their shoulder, perfectly dressed for work. Sometimes I see them walking by the train line as the train falters and stops: They must reach work by 9:30 or they’ll lose half day’s pay. Then there are daily motorbike commuters whose entire monsoon is divided between wearing the rain coat and taking it off: Yes, Mumbai has a peculiar rainfall structure. You might be drenched in a certain place and at certain places it’ll be sunny as Sahara. And while doing this, they must reach by 9:30. I see them taking the wrong side, over the divider, desperately trying to reach work on time, and I am no exception. I feel bad for them, for us. I go in an AC bus or my husband drives me down but at the end of the day, we are all running for that half day’s pay, risking our lives. Is it even worth it? Here you go, see my reluctance and do whatever you want but I am not stepping out. Nor am I letting my loved ones go out in this torrential rain. Work can happen.

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Instead, I’ll take a pay cut (my office doesn’t cut my pay, they let me work from home) make some chutney, drink tea and watch TV. I shall take photographs of insignificant vegetables and try and make them look beautiful. I am going to enjoy this day like a human being is supposed to.

Lol, so utterly dramatic. Get back to the roasted red pepper chutney shall we?

I bought two green peppers which due to ignorance and intentional avoidance turned bright red. When I took them out yesterday, my husband curtly pointed out how I wasted the peppers and how I have absolutely no regard for things and their soaring prices. Men, I tell you do so little and talk so lofty that it makes me nauseous. It’s all preach and no practice. Later in the day when I told him what happened to the “wasted” pepper he shrugged with a ‘hmm’ like making pepper chutney is something I was born to do. Lol, maybe I was and I know that under his ‘hmm’, he really liked the idea. He just won’t show. That’s his dig. We two are like this chutney too: I am very sweet (ROFL, beating one’s own drum doesn’t get any more obnoxious), he is peppery, we are perfect.

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Without any more deviation, here’s The Recipe for Roasted Red Pepper & Chili Chutney

  • red bell peppers
  • large tomatoes
  • cloves garlic
  • 1 onion
  • cup sherry vinegar/ plain vinegar
  • 1/2 cup granulated white sugar
  • tsp freshly squeezed lemon juice
  • 1 tsp cayenne pepper
  • 2 green chilies
  • 1 teaspoon Kosher salt
  • 1 tsp dried Basil
  • teaspoon ground black pepper
  • Olive oil: 1 tbsp + 1/2 cup


In a baking tray, add everything except 1/2 cup oil, sugar and vinegar and put to roast. On 120 and about 40 minutes.

In a pan, heat 1/2 of the 1/2 cup olive oil and pour the roasted veggies in. At this point, check salt.

Add vinegar, sugar and let it cook for about 10 minutes on medium, stirring continuously.

Once the mixture has a sauce like consistency, turn the heat off.

Add basil and let it cool.

In a clean jar, pour your chutney, add half of the olive oil and refrigerate.

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Slurrp it with dumplings, Flatbread, Paratha or bacon sandwich!

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How To Grow Roses In Containers & Bits and Bobs

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Hello and morning! We have a bit of Floribunda Roses in here this morning and one which drive away midweek blues. We are also talking about how to grow roses in containers if you are staying in an apartment and have very little time to care. We will be throwing in a bit of info, the joy in snipping flowers from your own garden for your home and how this little rose plant is making me jump like a 2 year old. Sounds okay to you?

So glad to be back from my weekend in Goa: believe me there is no place like home. Nestled in clean white sheet and unending cups of tea: oh, my wannabe beach home, how I love thee. It took me only a night out to realize. This is a little off-topic but I think I do not like 5 star hotels. I have been to a couple in my life and I am excited too before I check in but I have repeatedly felt claustrophobic. I mean I do like a bit of pampering in my life and some high teas but where is the joy is sleeping on the grass? Where is the sand in your shoes? Where is the shack side glory? When I went to Goa this time, I was put up in Zuri, in Varca. It’s a sprawling place of god knows how many acres, replete with its own private beach and villas that open to the pool among other luxe inclusions. I loved it. But somewhere it just killed my excitement of being in Goa. I just felt great and comfortable but not in Goa. I was in 7th heaven but I wasn’t in Goa. I really think these resorts and 5 star properties kill the very essence of a particular place: they are so same that its hard feeling being out of your home and your comfort zone. Verdict: If you are staying in a 5 star while you are in Goa, you are a loser.

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Clearly, happy to be home and digging my hand in leech and soil and sippin’ from my favorite cuppa and thinking about how important it is to grow roses in your home. I have a bean-bag near the little spot i call garden and there is where my philosophical thoughts brood, breed and nurture themselves. There is something about that space you know, that makes it so inviting: the perfect spot for thinking. All it needed was a nice rose shrub.

So I went in to check, early this month, whether i could get my hands on some English rose or the closely packed variety for my little garden. Didn’t find them but fell in love with these little cluster blooms. On a sunny Sunday I gave a little rose plant a beachy home and look what she is giving me! Constant supply of super blooms, as white as I want it to be. Although a touch of pink would have been nice too but I am not unhappy. At all.

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The variety I have is called “Floribunda” which means abundance of flowers. These are typically characterized by low growing clusters and flower through out. Floribunda roses are small and grow well in containers as opposed to the large variants. If you are container gardening and don’t find these, you can try miniature and mini-flora rose bushes too. The good thing about these varieties is they are also disease resistant.

So here’s how to grow rose in containers:

The pots/containers I have used for container roses are approximately 20 inches across at the top and 14 to 20 inches deep. Roses have deep roots which calls for taller containers.

I used a dark plastic container but in a month I’ll have to shift it to a glazed ceramic container owing to the extreme heat. Its the monsoons, I am taking a chill pill with watering and heat.

Regarding the soil, a good, draining potting soil is fine. You can use slow-release rose fertilizer as per instructions.

If you are not facing heavy rains, in which case keep it outside but away from where the droplets can hit it hard, water your newly potted rose plant everyday for a week and then water twice a week. Keep in a place where they receive 5 hours of direct sunlight. Rose plants are prone to root rot. An inevitable sign that your rose plant is getting more water than it should is yellow leaves on top of the branches.

Prune in spring for better growth.

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The Tata Zest Blogger’s Meet Experience, Goa


This is not something I do, really. A blogger’s meet. I mean wow, I would love to meet the top 50 bloggers from across India, and oh, yours truly is one of them now they say, but going to Goa and meet new people? No way. After a lot of ‘oh-its-a-car-event’ and ‘im-not-so-comfortable-with-novelties’, I did board that plane. And can I tell you I am glad I did? Never before did I feel so much in my element than being in a room with 50 other amazing bloggers discussing and talking about what we love. It was amazing.

I recently saw an article where they reacted to the reactions in blogger’s meet and told a word or two about why food bloggers are being invited to a car review. I was shocked to see this sort of discouragement pouring all over twitter. Can a food blogger not learn anything new? Inside the sushi eating girl might thrive a Jeremy Clarkson who never got a chance to experience that side of him/her. Oh please! Next time you comment on a certain food from a certain restaurant, maybe you should be sued. You don’t have an authorized palate to complaint, they’d say. Like, if you aren’t among the top 10 food-critics in India you have no right to tell the tea’s gone cold.

DSC_0662 Regardless, coming back to the point, I am glad I did go and meet so many wonderful bloggers and got a chance to discuss blogging; got a chance to meet the spectacular Tata Team. But can I tell that we needed one more day and it almost felt like a whirlwind?

We boarded the jet from Mumbai and landed at Dabolim in 40 minutes: I was co-passenger to Hemant from Shunya and Roxanne from Head2Heels. We all agreed that the pilot simply dropped us off in Goa. That was one rough landing 😉 Almost reminded me of the scene from Madagascar where they… well never mind, this is silly:) But thanks to the Tata team and Blogadda that we were scooped up from there and transported straight to the lap of heavenly comfort. Above is where we were put up: Zuri White sands resort in Varca, Goa, and it oozes luxury.

Before I move on, A couple of things:

1) Great service and support Zuri. You should be proud of your boys and girls. Except for the ones in your cafe. They are but your let downs.

2) You have a flickering room light in 282 which makes a certain buzz and scares the darn out.

3) Loved the detailing you’ve put on High tea: from tea range, little flavoring options to the warm brownies.

4) Your food was, well, cold. Not by its temperature but by its heart and soul. You all be puttin’ a lot more heart in your cooking from here on, okay? 🙂


It all tasted so weird. What a brilliant idea, what a waste of taste. (High tea, Day 1)

Soon, we move on to the masterclass where the Tata Zest team decoded their car to us. Such lovely people to meet. Minari Shah, though, was my star, I admit. She is magnetic. I want to be her! It also makes me very happy to see how the gap between customers and brands no longer exists. Take a hike middle-man, I’m gonna drive my own car and see how I feel about it. Fair! Such a brilliant idea to call people from every sphere of life to experience it for their own. As consumers, today, we have a lot more access to brands than what we used to, and which is a great thing.

Here’s a snippet of the masterclass



Wonderful learning from the pillars of Zest.

After a wonderful dinner and well, good night’s scarce sleep, off we went to experience the two variants of Tata Zest in Goa. I don’t drive but from the most novice angle, Petrol felt good, Diesel felt weird. Couldn’t figure the connect next but the AC didn’t really let me complain. Very planted at turns, stable at high speed: in all, it was a wonderful, wonderful drive

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Stopped by this cemetery…Look at the body cart… Such a beauty, such a grave purpose.



After another hour or so, and one that included live blogging, another round of earl grey, a quick seafood soup and coffee pudding, off we came to Mumbai. In short it was a whirlwind of an experience and in a good way!

So, you know, I’d like to end with this. When I came home from the meet, my husband asked me, if you have money, will you buy any of the Tata Cars? I said, “this time, I will, I think.” I think that sums up how my Tata experience was. A paradign shift from who Tata used to be man. Achhe din aye hain 😉