summer house

It is pouring down heavily. I am tempted to open the window and let the rain in. I got my ceiling fan fixed today. I am now happily sitting on the sofa while the fan turns in circles. The slight whirring sound of breeze that the fan creates and the loud, alarming sound of the…

the laughing ghost

I did not plan to go out to a party last night, I just wanted to lay back with a glass of wine. Writing down my reflections on the year that’s gone is something I did from my school days. There were these few years when, us, kids would get together and organize a party….

when they breathed ice

Most people rarely look above their own eye-line, but on this June morning, if you did, you would see majestic, mysterious dragons moving rapidly, to gather around our spot on the hill, over a luscious valley. A Yellow Reaper, a Regal Copper and even the Lung Shen. They breath, beef up, spread their iridescent wings…

a letter to him

I wish I could say that I grew up writing letters and have a treasure box full of hand-made, scented papers with words spelled in different colors expressing a plethora of emotions. The only letters I wrote were to imaginary friends for English exams in School. I grew up at a time when the World Wide Web was taking over…

an intrepid soul in Bromo

I recently came across an article on Facebook (not necessarily the best source of authentic information) which spoke about a research conducted by the psychologists of University of Virginia to test and align personalities with geography. They broadly classified personalities as extroverts and introverts and people’s geographic preferences under mountains and beaches. After running the…

such beauty, much danger

It was early November and winter had begun to descend on most parts of the world. In Hyderabad, India my sister showed off her cutesy fleece jackets and mitten gloves. My friends in the US gloated about how the fall colors were beginning to turn to dull shades of yellow and about naked trees lining…

a ride to remember

Bungee Jumping is an adventure sport. It is not for the faint hearts. I skipped my first chance at bungee jumping in Thailand (after having experienced Sky Diving). This is not a post where I crib and cry initially and end it saying I managed to do it, it was awesome, an experience of a…

A Vista of Clouds

It looks like my exploration of a new place is incomplete without seeing the sunrise over mountains in that region. Before proceeding, I must add that the best source with recommendations on “places to visit” in a foreign country is not TripAdvisor or Lonely Planet but the locals – the road side tea stall owners…

Reaching Lumbini

My Nepal expedition began from Hyderabad. My friend recommended I fly to Gorakhpur, India and booked a cab to drive me to Lumbini, where I was to meet her the following day. I have been on solo trips to parts of Vietnam and Indonesia. So the idea of arriving and staying in Lumbini alone for…

as ephemeral as the thunder clouds

  She woke up to the May morning clouds, those whimsical giants that left the trees enshroud. Between the monstrous thunder and lightning, she lets her companions from the night before, go fluttering. Oh! flutter they do! Jump hither and thither, Causing the dichotomous brain to wobble and then blur.   These oppressive escorts, like…