These tiny droplets on the windowsill- Oh! I miss the mountains and the mist all around there, now even more. It has been raining incessantly last few days, but now I realize how much I miss the far away Mountain rains which can only quench my travel thirst and ensnare my soul with its magical spell.
Key Gompa or key monastery is no lesser than a miracle which is now more than 1000 years old. Being sacked, attacked by different warriors and nature repeatedly, the monastery is still standing strong in its full glory.
In the evening, the fort was completely transformed like a bride and embellishing with the jewels of flowers and lit up by the lamps.
I got the opportunity to photograph the organization ‘Women Weave’ run by Sally Holkar, a great woman who was the co-founder of Rehwa Society in 1978 and then ‘Women Weave’ in 2003.
Purushwadi, a small village in Maharashtra, has now been published in Lonely Planet India but the dream of making it happen started a long time back.
Nothing can be more romantic and cozy than getting into a luxurious yacht. Being privately owned, there is always a sense of exclusiveness to it. It is not just about having a wedding in a yacht or going on a honeymoon.
For those of you who have been here before and for those of you who are yet to visit, here’s a list of things to do in Goa that are off the beaten track, far from maddening crowds and more akin to the real treasures of Goa.
I have some amazing plans for Christmas to spend time with my three little nephews. I have plans to be a good Santa and buy some pretty gifts for them. It’s so exciting that I would experience Delhi winters (and pollution) after a long time. I can’t wait to relish the Delhi cuisine and its famed street food. In this excitement, I don’t want to forget about my ‘wish list’ for Christmas, and it’s rather a long one.
I had always been fascinated by the stories of Malana and wanted to visit this small village which some consider one of the last isolated civilizations in the world and renowned for being the most ancient civilization anywhere on earth by some.
Everyone I know had warned me that I wouldn’t like it. The exaggerated motions of a camel, the jerks at the start and end of every lap and the pain once the travel is over. But the idea of spending a night beneath the starry sky and on the sand bed was compelling enough.