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Tagged With: love

My interview with Elizabeth Gilbert (HT Brunch Cover Story)

I have a date with Elizabeth Gilbert. Perhaps the stars aligned. Perhaps it is because we share a publisher. The fact is that we are chatting under a garden umbrella in the sprawling lawns of her hotel in Jaipur and enjoying the warmth of the winter sun over idlis and cups of steaming masala chai. A few days ago, I’d met her briefly at the Jaipur Literature Festival. So struck was I by Gilbert’s openness and exceptional warmth that I felt I had to meet her again. So here we are today, chatting about life, love, writing and womanhood.

She is draped in an exquisite grey pashmina with blue peacocks embroidered all over it. We are women, after all, we must get the conversation about shopping out of the way first. “Isn’t it just stunning? Alexandra (Bloomsbury) bargained for me, I am really bad at haggling,” Gilbert tells me conspiratorially. She’s managed a good bargain, and presently I hear myself asking for the details of the shawl seller. Continue reading »

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Once upon a crush in Bombay

Few things give me as much pleasure as receiving a signed book from an author. This isn’t to say that receiving clothes, shoes and bags with personally signed notes from designers does not lift my spirits, sure it does. Imagine waking up to a note like this: Dear Shunali, Here’s the Chanel Black caviar tote … Continue reading »

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It will be a year tomorrow

  It will be a year tomorrow. A year since the day I flew down to Dehradoon to see my father who had been admitted in the ICU all too suddenly. A year since that sleepless night when I struggled with my worst fears, telling myself they were not premonitions and they were just that – fears. … Continue reading »

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A Downton Abbey of my own

Just as I was beginning to miss Downton Abbey having bewailed the end of Season 3, unbeknownst to me, a love affair involving my own cook was reaching its predictable conclusion in the precincts of my building. For the uninitiated, Downton Abbey is the saga of an earl, his family and their domestics. Little did I know … Continue reading »

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