travel for me is about stories, about places, people, where they have been, and how they got here. i like travel, not just for mad travelers and their envious around-the-world tales but for experiences, stories, histories. for living, in a place, that can only come from sticking, staying put. i can’t always do that! don’t have the money or time to live in another city … Continue reading why i love homestays…
we travel, initially, to lose ourselves; and we travel, next, to find ourselves. we travel to open our hearts and eyes and learn more about the world than our newspapers will accommodate. we travel to bring what little we can, in our ignorance and knowledge, to those parts of the globe whose riches are differently dispersed. and we travel, in essence, to become young fools … Continue reading We travel, initially, to lose ourselves; and we travel, next, to find ourselves – Pico Iyer
the whole north lay open in front of us. there are so many states, so many places, so many different cultures that we haven’t discovered yet and then many places we could visit again… we took a call, that it wouldn’t be about the city, but about the places & people whom we wanted to visit. a friend from post-graduation college had quit the corporate world … Continue reading an ode to the kumaoni himalayas – verse 2… so it is the north, but where?
it was the summer of 2010. my first trip to the ‘west’, my first to the country that was the setting for some of my favourite stories growing up. i had quit my job and was using (or blowing up) all my savings in a 40 day trip all over europe. big-eyed, open to discover, uncover for myself i set out to walk all over … Continue reading it’s raining elephants in london?!
traveling to the north is always special. it’s far from where i grew up, and also far from my roots in the south of india. i have few relatives who live that side. traveling there requires thought and then action – meaning a plan. as it’s far for those living below the vindhyas. we decided to spend our christmas and new years freezing at -3* … Continue reading an ode to the kumaoni himalayas verse 1! where oh where are we going?
one of my favourite authors growing up was jane austen. and i read or rather devoured all her books, atleast a couple of times each. i still remember the order: pride & prejudice, emma, persuasion, mansfield park, northanger abbey, sense & sensibility… i didn’t like sense & sensibility. i have watched the BBC production of pride & prejudice twice, watched the movie emma once (not seen … Continue reading ‘living’ in my favourite teenage novels
the biggest problem with a weekend getaway is exactly that… it’s a ‘weekend getaway’. so it’s close to a big city, and that means most of the populace of that said city heads out there on the weekend. so, it’s like you are taking your noisy, nosy neighbours with you on a holiday… lonavla is one such place. as a destination, it’s probably got the best location! sandwiched … Continue reading aati kya lonavla?
and i am so kicked! it was published on 17th jan, and i am still kicked. i was traveling, with no internet access, and i couldn’t check it out ‘in print’ till the 18th! aaahhhh, never known that kind of frustration. or maybe i have, it’s just that the emotion that is the most recent stays the most vivid, the others tend to fade with … Continue reading and my first article to be published!
and this is a first. it feels good to know someone out there likes what i call my ‘verbal diarrhea’! so thanks again (and again) to thehabitualrunaway for this nomination! i have been grinning ever since 😀 the rules for accepting the award are as follows: (and i guess this cannot be messed with!!) provide a link and thanks to the bloggers who nominated you (done!) answer … Continue reading Sisterhood of the World Bloggers Award
the gateway of india. i have been there many times… walked by, read the carved words on the top ‘built to commemorate king george V’s trip to india’… stood under the shade as i waited for my ferry to alibaug or elephanta caves… read about it the news when a girl was molested on new years’ eve… this was remnant of the past, of another … Continue reading discovering bombay in mumbai… part 2
merry to go around 