Mumbai

Vedashree Khambete Sharma

To The Hands That Build... Buildings

Oh my love, it’s a long way we’ve come; From the freckled hills to the steel and glass canyons; From the stony fields, to hanging steel...

Vedashree Khambete Sharma

The Man in the Brown Suit

On Saturday, Rook and I had ventured into Dharavi. Our quest? To find a nice leather purse for Rook’s mom who recently turned 75. Because...

Vedashree Khambete Sharma

Be Still, My Spleen

Yesterday, in a furious burst of pre-Diwali madness, we ventured to the old furniture market at Oshiwara. The errand was simple: get a...

Vedashree Khambete Sharma

MOTHERING IN THE TIME OF HOMOPHOBIA

The other day, I was out shoe-shopping. Don’t ask why. You may as well ask why I’d taken Pookie along. Fine. I’ll tell you. It’s because...

Vedashree Khambete Sharma

Tired In The City

Every generation has a moniker that defines them. The Lost Generation. Generation X. Millennials. And squished between the last two are...

Vedashree Khambete Sharma

My piece for Sbcltr

MUMBAI: THE ORIGINAL SOUNDTRACK Vedashree Khambete-Sharma on the places and songs that perfectly sum up India’s maximum city Mumbai, as...