A loud roar to #saveourtigers
I still remember my safari drive in Ranthambore National Park which ended with a happy note of...
A painted doorway to the past
With every new step, I could find myself getting closer to the rich past of this town. The symbols are faded yet loud, the stories are...
Shekhawati: India’s Open Art Gallery
I know I am not admiring at Mona Lisa at the Louvre or wandering on the streets of Met; but there...
Quiet mountains of Namchi
Think of Sikkim and the images of snow clad peaks, terraced rice fields, lushly forested hills, misty clouds setting in the deep valleys,...
A slice of Shekhawati in Alsisar
The desolate roads, the pastoral calmness hung in the air, changing colour of the mud-dunes from clayey brown to camel yellow, the nomadic...
The indescribable: Lake Loktak
Never before had escapade to the countryside been so quixotic than one to countryside of Manipur....
Living on the edge: Imphal
A chubby faced Ima in the Imphal’s sprawling Ima’s market was talking in sing song Hindi and insisting me to buy her traditional...
Delhi’s little Tibet
Like any other cosmopolitan, Delhi has its own secrets. There are random places which can put any book of history or culture to shame. And...
No more orphans…
Off in the distance some figures in bright green coats and crumpled safari hats were calling out...
