The Telegraph
 
 
ARCHIVES
Since 1st March, 1999
 
THE TELEGRAPH
 
 
Email This Page
Holiday resort with a creative space

To own your abode is a momentous event. It signals sanctuary, freedom, maturity and a sense of belonging and satisfaction, along with a gamut of emotions that cannot be described.

The house my family and I live in has been a dream of mine for a very long time. A four-storey house, it never fails to give me a sense of proprietorship.

Since my parents stay with us, the need for space was of prime concern, especially when there are four extremely creative people ensconced together. The land, on which the house has been built, was acquired by me about 10 years back. Situated between New Alipore and Behala, the area offers peace of mind and soul to its residents.

We also have a large garden, dotted with coconut trees. Having lived in Southern Avenue for quite some time, living in this part of the city is a welcome relief.

While the ground floor is reserved for vocals, tabla and dance classes, my parents stay on the first floor. My wife, son and I occupy the second floor. The terrace houses my studio. All in all, I feel it’s quite a self-sufficient set-up.

Living in an area not inundated by people is something to be thankful for. At least, we don’t face the problem of our neighbours complaining about our yodelling and percussion skills!

The look of my house is intimate. There is a bit of funkiness in the d'cor as well. With an abundance of colour splashed all over the house, the whole motive has been to give it a look of a holiday resort.

I must admit that I have quite a fetish for native African and Latin American artefacts, especially masks and dolls.

Being in a position to travel widely has afforded me the pleasure of picking bric-a-brac from the world over. Peruvian, Malaysian and African art are my personal favourites. My home is an interesting juxtaposition of Indian and African art. In fact, the sofa and the curtains complement this.

Going on decorating sprees is a time-honoured pastime for me. It’s an ongoing process. I love exploring. I guess, this is a manifestation of my creativity.

When my son Tatin, who’s still a toddler, grows up, I’m going to make sure that he has his own room, which is going to be quite wild. You might just see me painting the walls myself, drawing some insane designs!

Top
Email This Page