For someone who was bound by a desk job for 5 years, I became as lazy as I could be. Lack of time for working on a healthy body may have been an excuse but truth be told, I was never too active even before the 12 hour work shift days began. The Himalayas always had my love. But the following three things made me sign up for one of the (so-called) beginners’ and most beautiful treks in India: Regular ‘Valley of flowers’ posts on Facebook by the travel pages I had ‘liked’. Its accessibility after 2 years of Uttarakhand
Udaipur – A city well-connected with Delhi as well as most cities in Rajasthan. Havelis, palaces and delicious food makes this place one of the favorites for travelers – both Indian and foreign; young and old; solo, couples, families and groups. Usually crowded, I would suggest going on a weekday to make the most of it, and walking around a lot – in the narrow lanes, packed streets, colorful markets.
Durga puja and Dussehra have come and gone, but somehow you remained stuck to your desk throughout? Your boss didn’t approve your leave as you already have another one coming at the time of Diwali? That happened with me continuously for last 5 years! Or are you someone who has always treated Durga Puja and Dussehra like just another holiday because the Pandals are too crowded, the air a bit too polluted and anyway, you aren’t religious enough to go sweat it out there?
I don’t like novels that are ‘one time reads’, movies that are ‘one time watch’ and places that are ‘one time visits’. I love when one time is just not enough. I want books that can be read until the pages are tattered, scenes that can be watched until you can recite all dialog, and cities that can be visited until you can call it your home. So, when I was sitting at my balcony in Malvan, feeling lonely and a bit homesick, I realized I am just 150 kilometers away from what’s known to be the ‘Beach capital’ of
An ancient charm, a sense of belonging, a place that makes my curious instincts alive by presenting numerous questions and eventually answering those itself. It can be a monument, an old village, a barren land, ruins of a king’s fort or just another building at the same place where my grandfather saw it as a boy. It can be the way people dress up or talk. In fact, it can easily be a way of life. Heritage to me is all of that and everything else that is preserved over the years and deserves to be protected for the times to
I was amazed to see how they seem to be lifeless for minutes and start moving the next moment. Imagine, if we humans start doing that and this world would turn into an even more terrifying place. 😀 Crocodiles, alligator and snakes. I would like to call them the creepy creatures I would dread to be around. However, when I visited the crocodile banks in Chennai, India, I could not stop myself from capturing these lazy looking animals, happily lying and crawling in their own space.
The relationship has been strange. It’s like how you have it with your parents. You don’t really have a choice there. You never actually think if you love them or not, until a point where you have to leave them and you realize how invaluable it was, throughout. It doesn’t matter to me if Hyderabad is a part of Telangana or Andhra Pradesh. It’s like when your sister gets married and changes her surname. You know she will always be that sister you still fight with, for a scoop of ice-cream or the TV remote.
“Home is where the heart can laugh without shyness. Home is where the heart’s tears can dry at its own pace.” – Vernon Baker A lot of times while introducing myself, I am asked about my hometown and when I say I really don’t have one or I have too many to count, I am bombarded with a lot more questions. Then I have to explain my dad’s job which again raises a lot of eyebrows, though I still don’t understand why (more on that later). Almost always, my introduction becomes more of a storytelling session than a small talk.
As a child, I think it was the 1st ever family holiday we took. In my little mind, it was the only place with mountains. I still remember how my dad collected the cash from his bank account (there were no ATMs in 90s), bought a new reel of Kodak cameras, how my mom packed our bags with as many clothes as possible and there we were, all too excited to go to a ‘Hill Station’, as they are fondly known in India.
Anyone who knows anything about Rajasthan, knows that it is a colorful place of temples, museums, forts and has still preserved age-old traditions & architecture. After living in this country forever across nine cities, and visiting 14 states, I thought I know what all is there to see on my trip to 15th. With that thought on my mind, I called my sister up and told that we are heading out to Udaipur in 4 days. After roaming around the beautiful narrow streets, huge palaces, ancient Havelis and serene lakes, we had one extra day before coming back to Delhi.