When 2015 started, little did I know that I would actually take the leap of faith from spending 15 hours a day on desk to 15 days a month traveling. I started updating my travel stories on Social media – mostly Facebook and Twitter. While I was hearing all around me, about how cool Instagram is, I dreaded using it because of its limitation to Phone. A friend then suggested to run a series based on a theme for a few days, which will not only engage other people but will also commit me to post one picture a day. I
At first I think of a Magician With the black hat in his hand Me sitting in the audience Ecstatic to see the magic wand As I child, I was fascinated By those tricks played on stage
For me, it was a real treat just lying on the deck, reading a book, soaking up some sun during the day and star-gazing at nights. From what I saw online, I had finalized the place mainly because of these reasons: An entire place to us. A wooden deck with the river flowing behind it. Now how does one refuse that? It looked great + serene in the pictures, which can be misleading at times, but sometimes worth the risk. My friends were too lazy to look for something else, so they gave in and agreed on it.
When I am not writing I want to write About the book I read Or a recent fight When I am not writing I want to be
In the open grounds, a carnival of sorts is on. Local stalls and giant Ferris wheels are on one side. It has that typical Mela (fair) feel that I have experienced as an Indian middle class kid. Cheesy Bollywood songs are playing as loudly as possible, people shouting on top of their voice with or without a reason. Plastic toys with a dusty layer are on sale, along with the not-so-hygienic street food. While I treat myself with a Meetha Paan, closely avoiding the softie ice creams, I notice colorful rides and swings in a far corner. We take a
Nature and Architecture – The two things I’ve lately traveled for. But, sometimes, I also like to indulge myself into colorful crowd especially at fairs and festivals. When I moved to Delhi about 3 years back, I was constantly looking for events hosted in the capital that don’t just revolve around food and/or music. ‘Comic Con’, ‘International Book Fair’ and ‘International Trade Fair’ have been some of the favorites along with the lesser known ‘Surajkund International Crafts Fair’.
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?
After all the posts and stories I had read on Social media about more and more women travelling alone these days, I was not really prepared for the reactions that I got. One of the most surprising comments came from a guest house owner in a tiny town of Maharashtra. In his words, “It’s okay for foreigner females travelling alone in India. We have all seen that. But now when I am seeing an Indian doing it, it’s strange. You are brave.” He had a genuine smile on his face and even innocence in his thought but it was disturbing for