Sunday, December 9, 2018


            Mutton Stew


Mutton stew is one dish that feels light yet filling and delicious. All the spices and mutton simmer away, bringing out the juices, blending the flavours to give a one wlolesome meal in itself. It goes well with rice or roti, idli, dosa, idiyappam. Why even bread and pav, noodles or fried rice. Here I have matched it up with potato and corn paratha and served with onion raitha. Trust me, you'll be left finger licking! 









Friday, October 26, 2018



Review of the Novella

Book: A SKYFULL OF BALLOONS
Author:  Dr. Santosh Bakaya,
Publisher: Authorspress
2018
pp:  147
ISBN: 978-93-87651-49-4


(Educationist, Writer, Poet, Author of Ballads of Bapu, The Apple Bough, Where are the Lilacs, Flight from my Terrace)

When prose is painted on a canvas by dipping the brush in a pot full of lyrical poesy- A Skyfull of Balloons is born.

The symbolic title and the book cover capture the effervescent spirit of this bubbling novella. Buoyant, characters take us aloft to float in the sky and hover for a while, frolicking in romance before touching down. It has many a twist and a turn but only after cruising the reader safely on a saga of romance, joyful moments, pranks and banter, not necessarily between the young protagonists but also between the father and daughter duo who share an envious rapport.

Scenic with Kashmir's paradise as the backdrop, this A Skyfull of Balloons opens with a grim suspense and then pirouettes  and glissades holding the attention, not letting one put it down till the last line.

The Dhars and the Rainas come along as wonderful parents  indulging their offsprings from the sidelines, providing all the support to their children's joyful celebration of life,  two young souls so much in love with Literature, with shikara ride, with theatrics, with painting, with people, with blue eyes, with birds and geese, with nature in abundance around, with Pahalgam, with Lake Nageen, with Lidder river and with dimples and above all, so much in love with each other!

The intricately etched characters come out refreshing, brushing us with their exhuberance for life and the world around. Minute  observations woven meticulously make the scenes flit in front of the eyes as one reads page after page, the emotions pulling one right into its vortex. Newer elements get introduced foiling the intrigue,  thwarting any chance for ennui to creep in.


Painting of the storm-tossed shikara makes one desperate to take a sneek peak at the masterpiece, if only for the eloquently scripted scene where one gets tossed and turned, drenched by the squall.

This beautiful novella celebrates romance, nature, literature, family ties, parental love, art, music and the list goes on.  All that encompasses in comfortable, healthy, educated family households especially when they reside in Kashmir.

For the gourmets, delectable spread with Kashmiri cuisine is a definite tickle on the taste buds of readers. Telvours with kehwa is on the list.

Gifted with resplendent vocabulary (nimiety was a revelation! ) author just glides along making us waltz to Frank  Sinatra, listen star struck to John Lennon, ponder at the all time favourite scene of Dead Poet's Society, an inspiring Robin Williams standing on the classroom table..   Why even nursery rhymes to Shakespeare's theatre to Kashmiri songs to Hindi melodies. "Dil dhoondtha hai.." sounds more haunting here than in Mausam.
The book is full of  marvellously penned lines that makes one re read for their sheer ingenuity. Quoting a few here.. (for more, read the book!)
"Pahalgam was a piece of paradise.. the red and yellow of the wonderful flowers, what else could the trees do, but turn green with envy?"

" The Lidder roared in approval, the wind whistled lustily. Soon night fell and there was brightness all around..."

" The Pine tree nearest to the cottage, unable to restraint its curiosity, leaned closer to the cottage.. tried to evesdrop, but probably ashamed of its leanings, straightened up. "

Motifs of rich literary references woven tight into the narrative, celebrating all that we grew up reading, add up to the rich literary quotient and am sure will resonate with lovers of English language for a long time.

This novella is as beautiful as the book cover it is draped in. Authorspress does it all the time, offering many a good book to hold on to , both to the writer and the reader. One memorable read at a go. making it a compulsive buy. Maybe a sequel will satiate the die hard reader in us!

Friday, October 12, 2018


What other writers, poets have to say on When the Soul Sings: 





Thursday, October 11, 2018









Now available at Authorspress and at Amazon. Links below:

http://authorspressbooks.com/book_detail.php?preference=1563

http://www.amazon.in/dp/B07J64JNTK

Thursday, September 27, 2018


SEE RED


This poem was awarded with Outstanding Performance by Asian Literary Society in their Spirit of Asia Contest recently

Wednesday, September 26, 2018

               Hot & Spicy

THE LAST LAUGH

With exemplary humour, he keeps our risorious muscle on the move,

Unwittingly, with our sides splitting, we fall into his zany groove.

Takes a genius acuity to play the part of joker,

As many grey cells juggled, as in a game of poker.

Clairvoyant, a step ahead, chooses jolly mode to be displayed,

Unveiling wisest things by miming, to avoid getting flayed.

Joker comes to rescue when Kings and Queens are done,

Don't discard, he shows ways of world with glasses tinted in fun.

Jostling our mind and funny bone for many to survive,

Always willing to lend a hand for our spirits to revive.

Never underestimate his prowess as- a mere topsy turvy clown,

Doctors say, "laugh with him", to avoid wearing a johnny gown!

Prances, skips, tumbles,  somersaults only to land with a fall,

Springs up within blink of an eye, standing upright tall.

From behind that colourful mask comes wisdom of the age,

Most respected, honoured by kings next to perhaps a sage.

Charlie Chaplin's slapstick, laced with pathos and subtlety ran deeper, 

A joker who gamboled with quick  wit, society's conscience keeper!

Walks away with the last laugh as curtain comes down,

Having fooled those in hubris, the invincible fools in town.

© Gomathi Mohan

Tuesday, September 25, 2018




Sunday luncheon.. Being Daughter's Day, all dishes were her favourite ones. Father fetched, Mom cooked, She clicked! 


Kerala style roasted chicken in coconut oil and lots of cashew. 

Mutton Biryani

Her drink, Tomato Rasam

Liver fry too!