“Melancholy...she'll say that it is a sad word. I'll say no, it’s nostalgic, it describes something forgotten yet fragile, as we all are, when we pretend we can't see the path through which life has led us, without taking our permission." * It was unlike the other mornings. The road never seemed so crowded before. … Continue reading Melancholy
Rajasthan, the Royal State, having majestic forts and vast stretches of Desert land, attracting thousands of tourists every year, has numerous villages which are still under the cover of a dark veil, yet to savour the taste of the otherwise developing India. When I was selected for this Fellowship, one of the things that kept … Continue reading The Tribal Festival
In the evening, when I had to leave Dungarpur for Bichchiwara, I was having a terrible headache... was it because of the two days' workshop or because of my sleep disorders, or may be something else, I don't know. .. all that I knew was that I needed some sleep. .. I was missing home, … Continue reading To The Unknown Roads….