5 Things I Learnt on my First Backpacking Trip

Backpacking trip can mean different things to different people. For me it’s a combination of budget (not dirt-cheap) stays, semi-planned itineraries, occasional adrenaline rush, breathtaking landscapes, ancient architecture, long walks and of course, a backpack. The first time I traveled with just a pack on my back, it was a Himalayan trek in Uttarakhand, with 9 strangers who became friends by the end of coming down the mountains. While most things went well, a few smaller ones did go wrong.

Volunteer Travel – A meaningful workshop in Himalayas

June 2014. I visited Ladakh for the first time. It was a family road-trip and my mother was more excited than me. We spent a week in the region doing everything touristy like day trips to Pangong & Nubra Valley, visiting famous monasteries and eating Momos. The trip ended, Facebook pictures got updated, everyone got back to work but since then, a part of me continued to live in those mountains.

Lifestraw: Carrying safe drinking water on the go

If you’ve read my last post, you must be aware how I’ve committed to spend next one year in rural India. Maybe, more! It’s easy to say drinking water isn’t a problem when you’re sitting in that apartment on 11th floor where the guy delivering 30 liter mineral water bottle earns more than double of a farmer family in rural parts of the country. But, visit this side and you’ll meet the challenge right in its face.

Of the last seven weeks: Where have I been?

As I sit down to pen this post, there’s a sudden calmness around. The to-do list at the back of my mind has shut itself up for a while. The recently emptied yellow coffee mug kept on the right side of my laptop just gave me some instant energy and the weather in this part of the country couldn’t be better. All in all, coming back to the blog after one and a half month feels great!

Alleppey boat race – An eventful day in pictures

If locals are to believe, the total audience for Alleppey boat race is more than double of what Wankhede stadium can accommodate. The oarsmen row the boats up to a speed of 80 rows per minute. That’s even faster than your heartbeat. There will be drums beating, supporters dancing, police patrolling and first-time visitors like me trying to make a sense of this one big party, where the entire town comes together to celebrate the biggest event hosted by them. In pictures: Reaching the venue Practice sessions Viewers On duty The battle Departure It was my first trip by myself –

My first blogging event: Courtesy ‘So Delhi’

‘So Delhi’ had opened blogger registrations a few days back. I saw their Instagram post announcing it, and immediately filled the form, out of curiosity. I’m not sure if they rejected any applications because if I could get an invite, anyone with a blog could. When the day arrived, I went, just to see what happens in these meets/events or ‘Confluences’, as they called it.

How I planned my first solo trip

“How did you go?” “Well, I bought a ticket.” “How did you know where to stay?” I didn’t. It was a risk worth taking. “How did you eat alone?” Just how I eat in someone else’s company, with my hands and mouth! “Did you ever step out of your room?” “What did you do?” “How did you roam around?” Sometimes, I roll my eyes on these questions before answering. Yeah, I can be rude.