December is here and it is time to take stock of the year gone by, the things I challenged myself to do such as read diligently once again. Sad but true, I lost my mojo to read sometime back. In fact realisation dawned when I noticed that the only books I animatedly spoke of were… Continue reading Reading Challenge Report Card Of a Reluctant Reader
"Where are you from?" I am often asked this question. I blame my non distinctive looks that place me anywhere from the North Eastern region of India to Nepal, Tibet, Thailand. Once I was even excitedly pegged for a Japanese by my country men. Sigh! Closer home, confusion reigns supreme in my state of Uttarakhand.… Continue reading Identity Crisis and The Indian Election Mahakumbh!
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
January heralds my blog's third birthday. Hurray! As usual I mixed the dates of registration but WordPress didn't forget and promptly sent a congratulatory message. I was caught by surprise. The event demanded a magnificent post worthy of Blogversary Three in a timely manner. Easier said than done. Sigh! You see, one thing I've learnt… Continue reading Blogversary Three in January!
Anthony Bourdain is dead at 61. He killed himself. Over and over and more, all over the newspapers, on the internet, in my mind. I'm surprised by how his passing away has affected me. I never hero worshipped him nor was a rabid fan. I did enjoy watching his show on TLC when ever I… Continue reading RIP
My blog turned two early this year and I missed the notification completely, my head was in the clouds. My strategy, from telling myself that I'd publish every fortnight to publishing multiple times a month (wasn't going to argue with the muses whenever they decided to make their presence felt), I finally settled for at… Continue reading Turning Two and Forty Two
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!
I recently noticed that while texting, the tips of my thumbs tingled and not in a nice way. Maybe I had let my enthusiasm get better of me, my gentle typing had morphed from tapping into banging the letters on the screen. Luckily I had begun as a single finger typist so it was easy… Continue reading Texting Tingles
Sunday evening, I sat haunched over my phone, multiple pages open- 20 must see places to visit in Delhi, 10 places accessible by Metro, Broadway shows in Kingdom of Dreams, HoHo Bus 1 Day tour, Akshardham timings, I was in the flow. Then it hit me; almost all my must see places were closed on… Continue reading Food Drama – Alien Eyeballs anyone?
Precious Me was a perfectly ordinary person leading a perfectly normal life. Her days were mostly spent in a fixed routine, divided (not very well) between family, work and sleep. You see, Precious Me was always on the edge thanks to her Ms Perfectionist and Ms Procrastinator persona at loggerheads. Things were under control for… Continue reading The strange case of General Procrastinator and Major Perfectionist.