The secret ingredient isssss... …that is isn’t often none! Cooking - is someone’s way of saying I missed you, or I thought of you, or I found this new spice and had to try it on something. Sit, and they will get the good bowls. The joy of cooking for people you love and sharing a meal is sometimes all you need at the end of a hectic week (or a happy one)!

After reading I Contain Multitudes by Ed Yong, I found myself drawing what I had just read!This piece is my ode to those early morning reading sessions that I often enjoy in the quiet of the mornings! If this art speaks to you! get your print here!

You can’t schedule street food. It arrives when it wants to, in small quantities, with flavours that don’t wait. There’s a magic to the way Indian streets serve food, a bhelwala with pudiyas by the lamp post, a momo steamer taller than the trees, a samosa that disappears just before you reach the cart. This illustration came from that very feeling of chasing chaat before it runs out, of standing with strangers over gulab jamuns, and of knowing that the best meals are often unplanned. Here’s...