Clock in the Bookcase | Photo by Anita Anand

Two days ago, the clock which resides in my bookshelf died. It was a clock I loved dearly.

An iconic art deco design, I found it in a shop in Amsterdam in the early 2000s. It called out to me as my eyes swept through the clocks and watches displayed in the store. Out of habit of not buying things in 1’s, I bought another equally charming desk clock which died a few years ago.

I like clocks. Growing up, in my parent’s home my father had a wind up clock that sat on the mantelpiece of the fireplace. It…


The Adenium with Nasturtium, on the Terrace

Last Sunday morning, I did something I thought I could never do.

I took a pair of clippers to the Adenium tree on our terrace and trimmed it down to something unrecognisable. The adenium, also known as the Dessert Rose, is a small succulent tree with magnificent blooms and rich leaves. It has a distinct bulbous base and is the most unusual plant in my home.

With the help of Ramu our gardener, who held the tall sturdy branches, I went from one branch to the other, sometimes using two hands to get through the thickness of the branches. We…


Artwork by Anita Anand

Recently I was on an online Lit Fest Session with two co-authors in a discussion on the recently released book titled ‘The Phoenix Rises: Lockdown Chronicles’. Edited by Amit Dasgupta, a retired foreign service professional in India, the book is a collection of writings — stories, poems, and ruminations — by 45 people, not all who write for a living. I was invited to contribute a piece of writing.

At the end of the one-hour session each of us panellists were asked: what do you see as life after the pandemic? Will it be a different world?

As a practitioner…


When the lockdown was announced in March 2020, I was due for a haircut. I wear my hair short and feel there are multiple joys and advantages to this. The downside is that it needs a trim every 6 weeks. At least I think so.

Well, the trim wasn’t going to happen when it needed to, so I let it go. The lockdown will be over soon, I said to myself, and then, I’ll go for a trim. But the lockdown showed no signs of ending, and my hair wouldn’t stop growing. …


Images of Teabags | Pinterest

Last year, during the lockdown, I spent more time with the plants in my home than I have in the last 30 years.

The gardener, Ramu, who comes twice a week couldn’t, so Prakash — our full time staff person who lives on the second floor of our home with his family — and I took over the care of the plants. I had a lot of time on my hands, so I took to plant watching in a serious way.

We had a good crop of roses. I watched them bud, bloom and slowly die on the stems. There…


Italian Artwork | Photo by Anita Anand

Whereabouts by Jhumpa Lahiri: A Book Review


Powder Puff Watercolour | Anita Anand

I first came across a powder puff on my mother’s dressing table. It lay inside a cylindrical box, on top of a bunch of white powder.

My mother would open the box with one hand, lay the lid down, gently push the puff against the powder and then swish it on her two cheeks. I was fascinated by this procedure.

My mother got me a powder box with a puff. It was made of paper mache and hand painted, from Kashmir. I was in powder puff heaven.

A couple of years ago I started seeing the powder puff plant. I…


Dried Cockscomb, Rose and Carnation | Photo by Anita Anand

I want to write about a new project which I am enjoying a great deal. I call it the dried flower project. Let me start with how I came to this project.

Around the year 2000 I started painting with water colours. I painted landscapes, flowers, trees, still life scenarios. As a novice and self-taught painter, I had next to no knowledge of paints, brushes, paper etc. I just put watercolour on paper and painted. I experimented with various weights of paper, different brushes and had fun. Till today, I cannot honestly say I know much about any of these…


Paint Tubes | Photo by Anita Anand

“Children, everybody, here’s what to do during war: In a time of destruction, create something — a poem, a parade, a community, a school, a vow, a moral principle, a peaceful moment.” — Maxine Hong Kingston, The Fifth Book of Peace

The efforts to deal with the Covid-19 pandemic have often been described as a ‘war’. It’s not a terminology I am entirely comfortable with. It’s too aggressive. But I have made peace with whatever terms we humans have used for the pandemic and have chosen to learn from the exceedingly difficult year.

As 2020 ends and the New Year…


The Iron, Ironing Board and Scarf | Anita Anand

This morning I turned on the iron in the utilities room and ironed three handkerchiefs and four scarves.

Anita Anand

I read, write, paint, take photographs, bake and cook and enjoy thinking and good conversation.

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