Unlike Western homes, where the kitchen might be tucked away, the Indian kitchen is the sanctum sanctorum. It is here, over a steaming cup of chai, that the family parliament convenes.
Walk into a middle-class Indian home in the morning, and you are hit by a sensory explosion. The sharp, acidic smell of lime pickle, the rhythmic thwack-thwack of a wet cloth being beaten against a stone slab in the bathroom, and the blaring of morning bhajans (devotional songs) or the frantic news debates on the living room television. indian hot bhabhi remove the nikar photo