82 Araghar was my Nana's house, my second address all through my growing years. It was tall, white, double storey opposite the Araghar Post Office. In fact Nana's house looked like a slice of cake with pretty white trimming, served on a narrow platter. A gushing canal ran along its boundary walls for many years… Continue reading The House That Nana Built.
Ignore everything- Pinterest photos, the blogs, the books. Florence or Firenze as I learnt to call will always remain a whopping surprise. For starters, the city is small but comes with a tall reputation. It is perfect to explore on foot, you never quite know what wondrous things you might encounter.
"A Chinese poet many centuries ago noticed that to re-create something in words is like being alive twice." -Frances Mayes, Under the Tuscan Sun Tuscany for me was Florence till I signed up for a day tour with lunch at a winery. I was truly excited! Out of the three places the tour promised, only… Continue reading Travelling Into The Tuscan World
Think of Aurangabad, Maharashtra in India and Ajanta and Ellora Caves come to mind except they are really far from the city. Meanwhile what does one do in Aurangabad other than make travel arrangements to the caves? Well, you pack the family into an auto rickshaw and go see Deccan's Taj Mahal- Bibi ka Maqbara.… Continue reading Special Spots in Aurangabad
Four memorable days in Stockholm was not a tall order but I was determined to make every hour count. So you can imagine my excitement as I sat peering through the aircraft window for my first glimpse of the city. "Venice of the North", was what my classmate had called it. I could see why.… Continue reading Sleepless In Stockholm
Come winter and like clockwork my health flip flops in spite of every precaution I take. This time it was just a scratchy throat. I thought it would become alright; I had much faith in my legions of white blood cells. The next day my voice had transformed into a deep throaty whisper reminiscent of… Continue reading The Case Of The Vanishing Voice
Everything I knew about Napoli/Naples could be summed up in three points- * Napoli Football Team * Neapolitan pizza * A seaside town I couldn't wait to check it on my way back from Pompeii. Only I didn't realise that at the end of a long day clambering among the ancient ruins, I would get… Continue reading Training lens on Napoli.
Growing up, Cliff Richard songs were a favourite and come June, the ditty 'Summer Holiday' use to take a life of its own. " We're going where the sun shines brightly We're going where the sea is blue We've seen it in the movies Now let's see if it's true." I literally lived the song… Continue reading La Dolce Vita in June
So it is official and the countdown has begun to my very first international holiday. Yay! I am still pinching myself. For the longest time, my deepest desire was to go on a trip around the world. I lapped up travel shows, movies, articles, books (Travels by Michael Crichton tops the list). I would dream,… Continue reading Struck By Wanderlust
Bright, cheery yellow! That is how I remember the nondescript tea stall in the picturesque Himalayan foothills, by the side of the tall iron gates that lead to a sort of retreat. I was looking for the place that served the most 'divine lemon tea'. Was this it? Inside, it looked exactly like any other… Continue reading Stopping by a Tea Shop on a pleasant evening.