She stood over the stove for hours slowly coaxing the milk to condense into the rich creaminess suffused with a hint of saffron. It tasted so divine that I felt she had poured all her love and warmth into this bowl of Kheer as we celebrated a special moment.

It is beautiful when a new place can give you such a sense of home. Here are some snippets of a city I love, captured over the years and collated into a day -