I was once traveling via a local train when I saw some nomads singing songs to collect money from the passengers. Most of the passengers were ignoring them but some were enjoying and giving them money. I mostly travel less on cash so I couldn’t give them money. However, I…
I was needy, clingy, possessive, and an attention seeker. It’s true, I was. Probably that’s why my girlfriend dumped me. My friends took me on a group tour thinking that would help me to get over her. But I was so emotionally down that I didn’t see the beauty of…
I lost my dad to cancer 5 years ago. Though it was tough for us, my mother got over it soon and got married again the next year. I didn’t like my step-father but we somehow co-existed in the same house. However, about 2 years ago, he assaulted me. I…
Mumbai – the city of dreams. No. Not the city which fulfill your dreams, probably that too, but the city that makes it people dream, unencumbered dreams. Every soul living there is filled with so many aspirations, wanting to be something, to be recognized. Living in the city with their…
Girl In A New City by Akansha Gupta Day 1: People say that travel is all about meeting new people, having new experiences and adventures. Perhaps, it’s also about finding a home away from home, finding a family in your friends and yes, of course, meeting some new people….
Cool breeze, sand between your toes, and a sky full of stars. Doesn’t it sound amazing? Only, it isn’t. I woke up like this, three nights ago, drenched, dehydrated, and wrecked, in the middle of nowhere. We were sailing for the eastern coast, looking for some trade, when our ship…
Sometimes, some photos are such that they enchant you and make you wonder what story does they convey. I felt the same when I saw this image, shot by Vaishali, and some characters sketched up in my mind: a kid, her mom, and this old house. So I penned down…
Kid- ‘Amra korbo joy! Amra korbo joy! Amra korbo joy ek di! Aha buker gobheer, Ache prottoy, Amra korbo joy ek di!’ Me- Is she singing ‘We shall overcome’? Father- Yes! She loves this song. Me- (Smiles) Which language is this? Father- Bengali. Me- She’s very cute, and is a…
‘Once upon a time…’ many stories begin like this. You may say they are all fancy fairy tales. I say they are crazy travel tales as well! The hero or the ‘prince’ embarks on this crazy journey to save his ‘princess’. Wandering through dense forests, lying beneath starlit skies, and…
I am sure I would have said this many times, to many people, in many situations, and yet I say it here again that – ‘Craziness is what defines me!’ And my travels, specially my road trips… Well they shed some good light on it. It was just last month…