“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
Have you ever wished that you could freeze a moment and keep it forever? I caught the perfect moment, just before it flew away on outstretched wings, and locked it in my heart, a heart full of rich colors - red, yellow, orange, blue, purple, and another color that I can't give a name... The … Continue reading The Walk
(17th April'15. Chetak express. Udaipur to Gurgaon.) "It's not about reaching the destination, but about enjoying the journey..." Going home is always a pleasure. A certain satisfaction that keeps buzzing the subconscious mind, that urge for the known smell, the craving for mother's touch and moving after Pishi, following her everywhere. In the last one … Continue reading Myself, And The Empty Compartment…
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….