Yay! A six year blogging anniversary. Honestly, the feeling is incredible. As usual, I struggled to write a brilliant/ heart warming commemorative post around number six. I thought I had it nailed and then I didn’t. Procrastination landed the knock out blow and I was out. (WordPress sent me the anniversary notice a week ago.… Continue reading Six Interesting Years Of Blogging Journey!
I come from a long line of tea drinkers. Wine on the other hand was rare, strictly for the grown-ups, seasonally brought out around Christmas. Perhaps that’s what made it more luxurious and decadent in my mind. I was in college when I first tasted it. My roommate thought that the dark red, sweet, Port… Continue reading Of Wine Gurus And Wine Tales
"If a man says he is not afraid of dying, he is either lying or a Gurkha."-Field Marshal Sam Manekshaw A legendary statement made by a legendary man. I had my light bulb moment when I first heard of the Battle of Nalapani. It was fought between the Gurkhas and the British right here in… Continue reading It’s All About The Light And The Way A Gurkha Fights.
Have you ever been to a place, saw the things you knew were there, then have your mind completely blown away by something you see unexpectedly? “Travel is about the gorgeous feeling of teetering in the unknown." Anthony Bourdain Perhaps Anthony Bourdain knew best. I was in Shri Harminder Sahib, aka the Golden Temple in… Continue reading Memories Of The Golden Temple, Amritsar.
I love airports! There I’ve said it. As a veteran of Indian bus and train travel, I’ve pushed my way through countless narrow aisles, clutched my bag in a death grip and dragged my suitcase behind me. I have squashed myself on everything from ledges to perching on suitcase edges to corners of the seats.… Continue reading Memories So Sweet And Dubai Airport Treats.
Say Stockholm and I think of impossibly blue water and cerulean sky, a quietness in the very air that’s always crisp and fresh and an underground that is lit. Serene Stockholm packed in loads of surprises. I was in rapture from the moment my flight landed at the airport. Floored! The airport was a delightful… Continue reading Stockholm- Striped And Checked
"We have to visit Trastevere to experience the real Italian vibe", Mami declared emphatically. Trastevere, in Rome? It rang a bell. I had devoured Elizabeth Gilbert's book, Eat, Love and Pray. Actually, only the Italian 'eat' section as a part of my Roman research. Trastevere was mentioned in it. Well, I was definitely going even… Continue reading Dinner In Trastevere, Rome
The constant Corona news doesn't let me forget Italy. I hold on to the memories of how I saw it last summer- breathtaking, bustling with life, impromptu street concerts, delicious food and wine to sign off each day. I remember evenings in Venice, shadowy inky gondolas bobbing on the dark blue Adriatic Sea, under the… Continue reading Colours of Venetian Isles.
For me Pompeii always had a mystical aura around it. To think, it was obliterated when it faced the fury of the Roman god of fire, Vulcan himself and then it rose like a Phoenix from its ashes and lava to become a legend. Honestly, my imagination had run wild ever since I heard its… Continue reading Pompeii Calling
I was never the one for poetry. In school, reading poems meant clinically dissecting it for its meaning and picking out the figures of speech. Important lines or the ones I thought important were memorised to embellish the answer; the paraphrasing was done with precision. That was it! Sometime after I left school, I noticed… Continue reading Found Poem For Fourth Blogversary