When You Return the Box, But Keep the Smell
In every Indian home, there exists a silent, sacred tradition: the returning of boxes. Sweet boxes, tiffin boxes, steel dabbas…
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Masala Dabba as Archive
In every Indian kitchen, there’s a single object that quietly holds together not just flavor, but memory, lineage, and logic.…
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Secret Compartments and Contraband Snacks
Every school bag had one. Every work desk drawer still does. The compartment that isn’t listed on the label, never…
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The Mystery Lid No One Could Match
Every Indian kitchen has a rogue lid. A lone ranger. A top with no bottom. A circular, dented piece of…
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When My Lunchbox Smelled Like Someone Else’s
In a classroom full of mismatched lunch bags and impatient rumbling stomachs, you always knew the bell was about to…
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How a Tiffin Carries Emotion
There are lunchboxes, and then there are tiffins. A tiffin doesn’t just carry food—it carries the weight of care, of…
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Why My Mom Never Trusted Plastic
In a kitchen where every container had a story, plastic was the one guest my mom never really welcomed. It…
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The Box of Hidden Diwali Sweets
There are Diwali sweets meant for guests—arranged neatly on trays, offered with tea, replenished twice a day for maximum visual…
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That One Dabba with Burnt Halwa Stains
Every Indian kitchen has it. Usually somewhere in the back of the cabinet, slightly misshapen, maybe missing its original lid.…
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The Sound of a Steel Tiffin Opening
There’s a particular sound that can slice through classroom chatter, office silence, and train compartment lull like a hot knife…