The hills are alive with the sound of music! - Maria, in The Sound Of Music I hopped, skipped and jumped in a green meadow on a sunny morning, singing the one line I knew of this song over and over again. Before me lay an undulating meadow, caught between a white winter and a… Continue reading In The Meadows Of Dayara Bugyal
The Glories Of Ancient Angkor
Oh, Angkor. Any ode to you that's been brewing in my head ever since I heard of you years ago will not be ode enough. Any words I find to describe even a minuscule part of your physical grandeur or your geographical significance will do you no justice. Any description of how you dwarf the… Continue reading The Glories Of Ancient Angkor
One Year In Singapore
One year, Singapore. It's time to mark a couple of things. It's been a year in the sixth place I call home, and this blog turned four a couple of months back. I figured it was time for a facelift and to bring a few different projects under one roof. I'm still working on them,… Continue reading One Year In Singapore
Phuket
Mankind is not likely to salvage civilization unless he can evolve a system of good and evil which is independent of heaven and hell. - George Orwell Three months ago, I yearned for a vacation where I could eat, sleep and do little else. And the universe conspired to hand it to me on a… Continue reading Phuket
Travel For A Cause With Crossbow Miles – Bhopal, India
Have you ever been on a trip where all the stars lined up? Where every single thing fell into place like a beautiful cosmic dance without you lifting a finger? Where at the end you feel like it was a surreal dream and one of life’s intense experiences at the same time? I did. The… Continue reading Travel For A Cause With Crossbow Miles – Bhopal, India
Of Travel And Identities
You know that old adage of how multiple demands on your time all happen at the same time, leaving you a tad tired at the end of it? The last two months have been one such phase with extra demands at work, home, physical goals for the year and voila, even ideas and passions. For… Continue reading Of Travel And Identities
Of Travel Styles, Environment And Economics
Should I fly or take the train? Should I hire a rickshaw or just walk around by myself, rain or shine? Should I strike up a conversation with my driver or should I watch the scenes go by in silence? Should I hire a guide to know more about this place or should I wander… Continue reading Of Travel Styles, Environment And Economics
The Lure of Luang Prabang, Laos
The same stream of life that runs through my veins night and day runs through the world and dances in rhythmic measures. - Excerpt from the English translation of the poem Praan from the Gitanjali by Rabindranath Tagore I first heard of Luang Prabang from Matt Harding. For an era that didn't really need any… Continue reading The Lure of Luang Prabang, Laos
Roadtrip, Malaysian Hill Stations
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, And A Birthday
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