It was a beautiful rainy Saturday morning when I left with my bag and some sandwiches for munching on the way. The clouds were in a mood to shower the earth and its beings. The touch of rain elevated from whispers to forte. It was a rainy day and while for most it’s a time […]Read more "On the road towards light with a million fireflies"
I am just a woman who loves to travel. Travel to me is life. My solo journeys have been an accumulation of blessings and lessons that I will cherish all my life. Although solo is about setting out alone, the beauty is that in this universe, no one is really alone. There’s a sense of shared […]Read more "Zen on the road"
The Sky colours itself in turquoise; the clouds arrange themselves in their whitest best and soul-stirring patterns. The traditional Khat-khuni houses seemingly sprout amongst the greens adorning the valley. The recurring sounds of temple bells play to match the magnificent sight. A whiff of fresh German bakery air enthralls your senses. When the steam rising up […]Read more "Jogini falls: Of heavenly waters and beyond"
Here’s a tale of love from the ancient farmlands of Lug Valley in the north-west of Kullu, Himachal Pradesh. In the mustard fields, forests and traditional ‘Kath-khuni’ houses of the last village Telang; I was welcomed by yet another tale of yore. With a rosy blush on their cheeks, the locals spun this sweet tale of […]Read more "Lug Valley: Of love and sunshine"
As the morning sets in, cottony white clouds arrange themselves against blue skies, forming shapes and faces. The wind carries the sound of gongs from a distance, as the Lung tas strung up high on hills flutter in glory. The chants of ‘Om Mani Padme Hum’ take over the monastery road. The downhill road to […]Read more "McLeod Ganj: The heart of art in the Himalayas"
Here’s a tale to chill your bones, from the cold deserts of Jispa, Himachal Pradesh. I had set out to explore the villages enroute Baralacha, and I was accompanied by this local storyteller. He suggested that I keep my eyes fixed on the right side of the stretch leading me to Jispa. I take the […]Read more "The oiled rocks of Jispa"