Needless to say, I drew inspiration from Brandon Stanton, who took the world of social media by storm, back in 2010 when he started 'Humans of New York'. Although I got introduced to HONY much later, sometime around 2014, when I developed an interest in photography and started following people on Instagram. There's something about … Continue reading Humans Of Spiti – A Photo Blog
'Knock! Knock' We were all sitting in our room post-lunch, before setting out for Kibber, when Murli comes in. With him, was this tiny boy with shining eyes and a mellow smile. "Meet Singye. Yeh mujhe market mein mila", (I met him at the market) Murli said in his not-so-good Hindi. But his expression had … Continue reading The Google of Spiti*
To the one who always asks, "Why do you love me so much?" Let me tell you something before I answer your question. I was 23 then, living in a faraway town that's difficult to be traced in the conventional map of India. I have been a very obedient child since forever, (at least that's what … Continue reading Escape, With Love
Sometimes I wonder how life would have been like if all these beautiful people wouldn't have been around me - could I still write like this, the way I do now? Because all my stories happen for them - for their presence in my life - for their existence in some way or the other … Continue reading A Friend Who’s Growing More Beautiful With Age
To quote Louis C.K: “You’ll be fine. You’re 25. Feeling unsure and lost is part of your path. Don’t avoid it. See what those feelings are showing you and use it. Take a breath. You’ll be okay. Even if you don’t feel okay all the time.” "Tell me something you did when you were 25" - … Continue reading “25” – Not Just A Number!
“A month? What are you going to do there for a month?” - Nearly every second person whom I told about my Bhutan plans, asked me this questions! A point came when I was tired of explaining, and I chose a rather simple answer - “Since I’m doing nothing here, I’ll do nothing there as … Continue reading A Month In Bhutan: How It Changed My Way To Look At Life
I boarded the bus for Ooty from Pondicherry at around 10 o' clock at night. My tickets were pre-booked through a much popular company which has bus services around the country - and this wasn't the first time that I had booked my tickets through their website. Anyway, I had an SMS which confirmed the … Continue reading The Right Bus And The Wrong Destination!
In this larger world where we live, there are numerous smaller worlds, each nurturing itself in a different way, completely hidden from the rest. Such was Haa Valley (‘Haa’ in Dzongkha literally translates to ‘rice’), situated in the Western part of Bhutan, bordered by Tibet. Scarcely populated, Haa Valley appeared like a dreamland to me. … Continue reading The Shack Story
“Oh, you want to travel alone, so fancy!” “Travelling is a bourgeois pleasure, not everyone gets to enjoy.” “Why are you going alone? No friends to accompany?” “Wow Riyanka, I envy you. I wish I could also leave it all and go…” “Why Pondicherry, of all the places? Are you a meditation person?” ----------------------------------------------------------- This … Continue reading An Ode To The Reactions…
"The rain stops and my friend departs. I wish he had stayed, I wish the rain had not stopped so soon." -Ruskin Bond. It was just another day when I met 'this person'. He came to JNU to play football with my friends. A brief interaction, some words exchanged over alcohol and dinner, … Continue reading My Encounter With ‘This Person’