A Friend From Bangladesh

Sun was at his or her naughtiest and I was feeling very thirsty. As I was wishing for some energy drink, there came this young man as a messiah. At first sight, he looked like an oasis in the desert but later I realized he is just a coconut water vendor. But, he served nothing … Continue reading A Friend From Bangladesh

In Conversation With—Coconut Amma

Once upon a time, I was walking on the beautiful streets of Puducherry and I noticed the famous woman coconut vendor—Coconut Amma. I couldn't stop and we had a striking conversation: Mother, please give me coconut water. Water or creamy? Take the creamy one, it's sweeter. Yummy, it's so sweet and cold. You're the first … Continue reading In Conversation With—Coconut Amma