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.
“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
Sitting at a neighborhood eatery on a rainy afternoon, I overheard three people on adjoining table, discussing what they will cook for dinner tonight. They had just ordered a plate of Chicken 65, onion Samosas, Gheepodi dosa and four cups of filter coffee. For a laid back city, Hyderabad takes its food quite seriously. Famous for its Biryani, which is undoubtedly the best I’ve ever had in India, the city has much more to offer when it comes to food.
Remember those fight scenes in Bollywood movies that used to be shot amidst huge containers placed one over the other in a vast open space? As a child, I may have sometimes fantasized visiting one such place but never knew where they existed in real. Because, if you search for ‘Container grounds in India’ on Google, it will provide a list of Cricket grounds. Oh the obsession! A few days back while scrolling through ‘Instagram’ (whoever said it’s a waste of time), I stumbled upon this street-art show going on in Delhi.
Flying into a country stands nowhere as compared to the charm of crossing the border on foot. Well, that and unaffordable flight tickets from Delhi to Paro made me look for options to reach Bhutan by train/road. After a lot of ‘Online research’, here’s how we did it:
Every time, I am out on the roads, I overhear people complaining about traffic and pollution. Have you ever thought who is responsible for it? Commuting to work, just by yourself in a car, for 30 odd kilometers one-way, makes you the traffic more than anyone else. Similarly, it astonishes me whenever someone blames the world for global warming while their own TV sets are switched on without an audience. My own family does it, for that matter! In recent years, people have started travelling more than ever. But, sadly a lot of them don’t know how to do it
When I decided to do a solo trip along the Konkan coastline in Maharashtra, I hadn’t even heard of Murud. The region was as new to me as India for someone living in Mexico all their lives. So, I asked for help with destinations and itinerary, on a Facebook travel group for women. There, a kind lady suggested a few lesser known towns I could explore over 12 days, Murud being one of those. After a longer than expected rickety bus ride from Mumbai, I got down in the dark streets of what looked like a sleepy little town. Little
While spending 1st day of the year strolling around the beaches of Pondicherry little did I know ‘2015’ would turn out to be ‘Travel’ focused. Or so, I’d like to put it. Because, on second thoughts it was much more. It was about having a lot of me-time, which is becoming a luxury these days. It was about taking chances. With extensive research, planning and a few thought-out decisions, I managed to do things I hadn’t done before. Here are five of the major ones, in chronological order:
I wonder why ‘Doors and windows’ make such beautiful pictures. Is it just the colors, design and built, or something beyond that? Imagination? Nostalgia? Stories? Belonging? Curiosity? Why do some people are so passionate to capture those? There are photographers specializing in the field. It has become a niche in itself. I am slowly getting the fascination, and through this post, I’m trying to find out what makes you ‘Click’ a ‘Door/Window’. Why a space in the wall, when covered with a barrier becomes more interesting?
We often relate happiness with smiles and laughter. It is definitely a factor, but not the only one. From what I’ve seen, eyes light up more than the teeth, when someone is happy. On my visit to Bhutan, only country that measures its economic development by Gross National Happiness, I imagined that people would be grinning from ear to ear with enough reasons to count. I couldn’t have been more wrong!