An evening in Pashupati Market, Nepal: Via Darjeeling

On a trip to the misty (because it was June) mountains of Darjeeling, we (I along with my parents and sister) were driving on a road when a local accompanying us informed, “Ye right side wale ghar Nepal mein aate hain.” (The houses on the right side of the road come under Nepal). Much to our amusement, we went on for about 10 minutes on the border road that was common for India and Nepal, left side belonging to former while the right side to latter.

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 –

The bright yellow door that I know nothing about

“Just because a door appears closed it does not mean that it is locked – nor that it will not open with the right heart, call or touch” ― Rasheed Ogunlaru I know nothing about this door: If it’s locked, or open. If it’s vacant, or occupied. If they own the place, or have rented it. How many people are in there? And how many cats? What do they look like? What’s beneath their appearances? Where do they work? Why one window is half-open, and the other closed? What do those symbols mean? Intricately carved and painted. Does the motorbike, belong

India to Bhutan Entry permit : All you need to know

Visiting Bhutan can be complicated depending on your nationality. But, as an Indian, I fall under the advantaged category (for once) and can visit this peaceful nation without any hassle. When I decided to go, a few friends had been there. Hence, they became my vital source of reliable information. If you need a Visa, there are several rules functioning around it. If not, you will have to get a permit.

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.