The Behenji is back. A little older, a little wiser, yet just as cheeky and ebullient. Behenji prefers to think of her new blog as a barsaati, a virtual rooftop cement shanty: where books are spilling out of shelves, magazines are piled on the floor amidst colorful ethnic floor cushions, and a bottomless cup of ginger tea beckons along with a soothing sunset raga. Between noisy slurps of chai, this Behenji promises to share her thoughts on literature and life, on mangoes and monkeys, on lotuses and bees, the list, dare I say, goes on and on.
Welcome dear readers, to Behenji's humble new abode!