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Brisk walks, strawberry milkshakes, and a good solid English breakfast—these make up the modest, one-with-nature author Ruskin Bond’s...

K-A-A-P-I.  This is how Madras spells coffee. The olfactory mosaic of  Madras  is so strongly laced with the aroma of freshly brewed...

I sat close to her and watched.  She wiped off her wet hands in front of her favourite yellow saree. She sat with her haunches hanging in...

A Peaceful Oasis : Nestled within the heart of a vibrant, bustling city lies a tranquil oasis – a charming colony of bungalows, where...

The sun had barely crested the horizon when the power cut roused me from a restless slumber. The heat of the morning wrapped itself...

CHAPTER I: Red Oil Tomatoes 18 Aug. ‘24 11:20 pm Dear Diary, Coming back home to Kerala felt like slipping into the lyrics of a song I...

“I tell my beloved to return to her homeland. There is no time left to linger in a foreign land. Living in someone else’s village, I...

The smell of wine  decanting fills the olfactory senses, welcoming the Christmas season. A cool breeze brushes past the rubber...

It was a merry day in my family's life- March of 2001, when I was born. My parents decided to plant a Christmas tree which didn’t make...

In conversation with The Kayal Mag, chef partners of 'Kari Apla' - Chef Mathew & Ebaani share their thoughts on the irresistible allure...

In the vast mosaic of life, where each day unfolds with its own set of trials and tribulations, comedians emerge as a beacon of joy...

The air shimmers with the warm, musky fragrance of jasmine flowers tucked behind Ammamma's ear. Sunlight filters through the carvings of...

I. Manjula (maa) “You're just too careless, Chotu, " Manjula chided.  Her voice is tinged with equal parts assertiveness and concern, as...

So, I packed my home in boxes. Each one is named after its tale of origin. One - Clothes Sarees, Dresses, Pants. Socks. Skin. Two -...

It’s a slow hot afternoon and the clock is lethargic. It ambles past 4 p.m.  Wiping sleep off her face, she walks into the kitchen. He...

In this conversation with The Kayal Mag’s Editor, Athira Nair, Founder and Pastry Chef Heena shares her thoughts on the charm of heritage...

Looking at an old image of Buddha at the Kagyupa temple in Chitkul feels peaceful and sparse. Chitkul, known as India’s last village, is...

It was a regular day at Zoya Mahal, the south of Karachi. Chotu was gnawing at birds too lazy to chase them. Peri as usual was busy...

I often wonder about the long road certain recipes have travelled, passing from one generation to another. Through times good and bad,...

Sangti Valley, Arunachal Pradesh My watch seems to be playing its favourite trick again. Moving slower than usual, as if the arms aren’t...