Disclaimer: Generalizations and cynicism alert! (This is more a note to myself than anything else, because I'm usually not cynical when I travel. This time I couldn't help it, and I didn't want to edit myself here.) It's been a while, eh? It's probably the longest I've gone without wandering anywhere or scribbling about something… Continue reading Roadtrip, Malaysian Hill Stations
Bintan, Indonesia A little travel, a little reflection Age, the great leveler. Why do two-month holidays feel like they last forever when we're children, but fly by in a flash when we're adults?! I've always wondered. Amongst the many theories for this in academia, here's one. The mind measures time by the number of new… Continue reading Bintan, And A Birthday
Jasmine Apartments, 3rd Small Hill Av, Park Sri Nibong, Neighbourhood of the last parakeet, Island of the areca nut. (This is the most musical address I've ever lived at all my life (translated from Malay)!) My nomadic heart's little jig five months ago when I moved to this little island is now back for an… Continue reading Goodbye Penang
The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes. - Marcel Proust While I've captured travel thoughts in these pages for the last three years, I've always wondered how to capture home as a travel destination. The thoughts, the experiences, the learning, they all have a different pattern… Continue reading Home And Travel?
Oh, East is East, and West is West, and never the two shall meet, Till Earth and Sky stand presently at God’s great Judgment Seat; But there is neither East nor West, Border, nor Breed, nor Birth, When two strong men stand face to face, tho’ they come from the ends of the earth. … Continue reading Where East Meets West
So I digress from Penang today. Oh America. I get it now, what divided means. The America I love isn't the America I thought it was at all. There is another world within it, hidden and lethal, which rose its head in a red bloodbath yesterday. It devoured a few things in its wake, and… Continue reading The American Dream
I've loved words for a long time now. I love to toss them around, play with them, rearrange them, tuck them away in places where no one can find them, and then sometimes, wipe them all away. I don't claim to be good at it by any stretch of imagination, but it's what keeps me… Continue reading Language, Lah?!
Pulau Pinang The island of the areca-nut My nomadic heart is dancing a little jig. It is time to move again! Exactly ten years after flying the nest to a whole new country, unknown shores beckon again. It is time to cross a country border yet another time, figure things out from scratch, make new… Continue reading Pune To Penang!
After being serenaded by Udaipur two years ago, and cutting short the rest of that trip in an official emergency, it was time to waltz back another time to complete the circuit. This time around, it was a fort hunt. And the fort fan between the both of us took over. For the strangest of… Continue reading Return to Rajasthan – In Pink, Blue and Gold
(Warning: kinda-travelly-thoughts-kinda-not!) Two years since buckling into the Motherland. But I still feel like I have one leg here and another there - straddling two different continents, two different lives, two different me-s. What is the best way to settle into a new place, I asked myself, knowing that I'd miss some stuff even while… Continue reading Two Years And The Travails Of A Nomadic Heart