Lansdowne is a small military cantonment, tucked in the hills of Uttarakhand, India. I often find myself reminiscing of it, 'a land frozen in time'. It was the last place I visited before the COVID pandemic hit us all. Lansdowne is not flashy. You would recognize it as a small hamlet from a Ruskin Bond… Continue reading Lingering In Lansdowne, India.
"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
It finally happened, India is under a complete lockdown for 21 days. Today happens to be Day 5 and unlike the voluntary Janta Curfew of last Sunday, this is the compulsory kinds. Stay at home! China, Italy, Spain, England, the US, practically every country around the globe is doing it or on its way. So,… Continue reading Living In Interesting Times
Things I tell myself the night before Sunday walk: a) Be resolute, be strong. Be ready to abandon bed-blanket on a Sunday morn. Sigh! b) Be on time to hit the trail. Set the alarm for 5.45 and 6.00 am. Another one for 6.15. Then RUN! c) Carry the essentials. Excitement , wonder, curiosity, and… Continue reading Sunday Walk Through Paltan Bazaar, Dehradun.
Nestling among the mountains, Kumalda Village beckoned me like a siren's song. People spoke of its breathtaking beauty during the rains, the nearby River Song would swell in size and water cascade down in sheets. Well, I missed my chance during the monsoon but when my favourite walking group Been There Doon That announced another… Continue reading The Water Trail Of Kumalda Village
We call it Sahasradhara, the Thousand Fold Spring. With a name so lyrical, the place is famous for its natural beauty and the sulphur springs. I remember it from my childhood, a quiet picnic spot, surrounded by tall limestone hills, a sparkling stream, the sun shining, birds chirping and the gleeful shouts of the local… Continue reading October Bytes#4: Cave walk At The Thousand-Fold Spring
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.
Robber's Cave, locals call it 'Guchhupani', totally lived up to the drama its name conjured up. The old timers spun tales of deep underground caverns and tunnels that crisscrossed the city, many were used by the robbers of yore as shortcuts, escape routes and hideaways to stash away their loot. Folks still insist that much… Continue reading Robber’s Cave Transformed!
Jagat= world, Gram=village. All the Indiana Jones and Lara Crofts were in a tizzy. From Kalsi, home to the Ashokan edict, we were driving to the site of the Ashwamedha Yagya, that’s an ancient practice of horse sacrifice conducted by a king who wished to flex his muscles without declaring a war on his neighbors. Nobody… Continue reading Treasure hunt in Jagatgram.
It is speedier than Speedy Gonzales, more wily than the Wile E Coyote. It waits and watches in plain sight, Ninja like invisible to the eye. In a flash it seizes its chance and swoops from the skies. It clasps it in its deceptively small beak and flies away with the prize. The target is… Continue reading Waiting to crow on the golf course