AK., a friend from work and a kind of an older brother always looking over me here, promised he would take me out on the last day of Ramadan –or as people say here, « Ramzan »- to witness the everlasting night … Continue reading
How can I not feel at home in Bangalore when Hanuman is a constant good omen and one of his good worshippers, Jajay, is a mother for me here? Today is the Vara Mahalakshmi festival in Bangalore. Hindus didn’t get … Continue reading
I’m writing this post after a modest meal to break my fast. yet, I feel too full. I think it’s because of the eggs. And speaking of eggs, those I buy in India break easily. I don’t count how many … Continue reading
It turned out India doesn’t follow the Arabie Saoudite day of start of Ramadan. So today IS the first day of RAMADAN in Bangalore. It’s doesn’t matter though: at least, I’m sure of myself and fasting more is always better … Continue reading
The sun is sweet and high on Bangalore today. The smooth rays have nothing to do with the hot ones of Morocco in such time of the year. These past six days, moonsoon was strong during evenings and nights while … Continue reading
Breakfast Table 