Raulito

Author: Raulito

  • The Famous Five, and Why I Still Think About Them

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    I think I was around nine or ten when I first read The Famous Five. This was well before Harry Potter came into the picture. Back then, reading felt quieter. Less of a trend, more of a habit you picked up if someone put the right book in your hands. I was living in Mumbai…

  • People Watching in Madrid

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    On some fin de semanas, I don’t really feel like doing much. No plans. No route. No “I should probably”. I step out, grab a coffee, sit somewhere, and that’s it. Madrid does the rest. I usually end up at a café or a terrace with a café con leche, letting it get lukewarm while…

  • Lately, I’ve Been Feeling the Need for a Shift

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    Not a plan. Just a feeling I don’t want to ignore. Lately, I’ve been feeling something stir. Not loudly. Not dramatically. Just enough to notice it when things go quiet. I’ve spent over a decade and a half very focused on my career. Corporate life. Structure. Goals. Titles. Deliverables. And for a long time, that…

  • I’m Officially in My Rice Era

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    Paella, pulao, biryani, and everything in between. I had a small realisation recently, and once it clicked, I couldn’t unsee it. I am going through a massive rice phase. For over a month now, I’ve been eating rice pretty much every day. At least one meal for sure, sometimes even both. And honestly? I have…

  • The Global Citizen Dilemma

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    Everywhere and nowhere feels like home. Spanish by birth. Indian by origin. Raised across continents. That sentence has followed me for as long as I can remember. It sounds neat when written down, almost poetic. Living it, however, has been anything but simple. I was born in Madrid, a city that still feels stitched into…

  • I Accidentally Went for a Walk in Barrio Salamanca

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    Bright shop windows, strong winds, and zero regrets. So, storytime. The other day, I decided to step out for a walk. One of those walks I do occasionally where there is no agenda, no route, no destination in mind. Living smack in the city centre gives you that freedom. You can head anywhere and let…

  • Food That Feels Like Home

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    Home has never been a fixed point for me. It has shifted, stretched, and redefined itself over the years. Spain. India. Places in between. I have learnt to live comfortably with that ambiguity, but if there is one place where the idea of home has always felt certain, it is on a plate. I was…

  • A Walk Through Chueca and Malasaña

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    I did not set out with a destination in mind. Some walks are like that. You step outside, turn a corner, and let the city decide where you end up. That afternoon, Madrid led me through Chueca and then gently nudged me towards Malasaña, as if reminding me how easily it shifts its mood without…

  • Learning to Trust My Voice Again

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    There was a time when trusting my voice felt natural. I spoke, wrote, expressed, without second-guessing every word. Somewhere along the way, that changed. Not dramatically. Not because of one big moment. It happened slowly, quietly, through years of working, adapting, fitting in, and learning when to soften things, when to stay quiet, when to…

  • Krachai: A Thai Lunch That Actually Tastes Like Thailand

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    Last Saturday, I went to Krachai for lunch with a friend, and it turned into one of those meals that stays with you. Partly because the food was genuinely excellent, partly because it was a delayed birthday gift and catch-up kind of day, and partly because the restaurant itself has that rare combination: stylish but…