A Friend From Bangladesh

Sun was at his or her naughtiest and I was feeling 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's just a coconut water vendor. But, he served nothing less than … 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. I couldn't resist stopping, and we'd 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 woman coconut vendor I've … Continue reading In Conversation With — Coconut Amma