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
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
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
Hampi Vijayanagara Samrajya Hampi has been on my dream trip list for as long as I can remember. I grew up in the same state; ten years after leaving it is finally when I went to say hello. And what an overwhelming embrace I walked into! I had tried to read and watch as much… Continue reading Haunting Hampi
This has been (and something tells me, will always be) B's mantra. Faced with a sudden week off over the holidays, he whisked out his month-long dream road-trip map and extracted a third of it in a jiffy. I looked on - shocked at first, then signed up for half of it, and then fell… Continue reading Roadtrip to the Rann!
After returning from Kashmir, India's festival calendar opened up and I've had a gazillion days off - Bakrid, Gandhi Jayanthi, Dusshera and Diwali. Just one day each, but close enough to the weekend to merit a jaunt somewhere. And yet, I've remained calm. The angst to pack up and head out of town hasn't hit (yet?).… Continue reading The Catch In The Calm
It's been three weeks since we returned to home base, and I still haven't managed to say one coherent thing about Kashmir. It's a classic case of being overwhelmed, and it doesn't happen to me often. Although B and I have seen our fair share of other cultures, we realized that we harboured the deeply Indian… Continue reading Kashmir – Still Struggling For Words