The Itinerant in the Himalayas

The Itinerant in the Himalayas

Reaching you was hell of a task and sent me into uncountable bouts of breathlessness and I swore I would never come back to you....
Reaching you was hell of a task and sent me into uncountable bouts of breathlessness and I swore I would never come back to you. After leaving you, I lost my appetite straight for three days, I was relieved that I will never come back for you. But memories are a bitch. Those 8 AM sunrises that started with hot hot ginger, lemon and honey water. Glad that I could not get a signal up on you, I would sit there and watch you just blow cold cold air, no matter how hot the sun shone. Shamelessly stuffed my face...
Big cities, Fast culture

Big cities, Fast culture

India is a beautiful celebration of its cultural shock.

In India of the recent ages, people are on the move for employment, for better quality of life. There are usual problems of how the migrants need to strive hard for survival in the competition and literally in life. Other than money, food and other basic amenities, have you ever pondered the cultural shock one faces? India is a beautiful celebration of its cultural shock.There's communal tension almost in everything and about everything, but it's just that some choose to endorse it or some ignore it and instead work for a living. But what can be done about it. Only...
Moon, the other woman in my life

Moon, the other woman in my life

Did she know she could never see it’s other side?

She didn't know what she sought in the woods, She didn't know what drew her to the moon, Did she know she could never see it's other side? Did she know what the woods hide? She didn't know what bothered her Her ignorance towards real dangers in life, Or, that she had never seen her fear materialize Only she knew and only she could decide.
Charminar, my Prince

Charminar, my Prince

Charminar is not Charminar without the constant bickering of its people.

To me, Charminar is not Charminar without the constant bickering of its people who want to make their life a full circle. Shops and hawker stalls strewn across the street and electrical wires hanging loosely, one could call this a "hot mess". However, the reality is THIS stays. It doesn't go away. It is happening. It throbs with life. The Charminar is thei testimony to all those dreams that thrive on it, over generations. The Charminar may not belong to our age and must have been waay better off in the era to which it belongs, but it has accepted...
When faith said let there be light

When faith said let there be light

Faith is the routine of the universe.

Faith is indeed very powerful. I like to believe faith is what keeps you going on. Faith is the ultimate elixir of life. Little do we notice, but we automatically take a disliking to something or somebody who have disturbed our little personal school of faith. So is this with animals and every form of life on earth too. Faith is the routine of the universe. From faith, comes harmony. When there's harmony, there's clarity. When there's clarity, there's peace. Out of all universal languages and emotions, faith is the strongest of all. Religions exist in the world merely because...
The Sun Dancer of Rajasthan

The Sun Dancer of Rajasthan

She keeps on moving her feet, hiding her beautiful yet unrecognisable face from the glaring sun, with the veil studded with mirrors which shone like thousand stars

Her arms laden with shell bangles and her face and the rest of the body bedecked with jewels, She keeps on moving her feet, hiding her beautiful yet unrecognizable face from the glaring sun, with the veil studded with mirrors which shone like thousand stars, When her feet move, her soul moves around the images of her children waiting for her at door, When her arms move, her anger courses through her slender body, why was she never enough for her pimp of a husband, When she twirls around, she looks at the crowd watching her, and watches her skirt...
ROOOADS

ROOOADS

There’s something about road trips.

There's something about road trips. In the beginning, you can't wait to embark on the journey and then sometime in the middle, all you wish is to stop, because the road feels never-ending and that kills you. But then that's life for you. Things like new love, new city, new people, and the journey to find them and to know them, can make you drop through valleys of disappointment and sail through oceans of hopeless love. After all isn't that what we live for? Here's a beautiful picture of a sunrise I was able to take home, when I had...