Jaan bhai’s decorated shikara cruised at a soothingly slow pace in the still waters of Nigeen lake in Srinagar. In pin drop silence, the blue heart-shaped oars lashed against the waters at…
The Apple blossom tree was drenched. Mist curled over the mountains in Lachung and I woke up to the sound of rain splashing on the window of my homestay room. In…
“What do you plan to do tomorrow? The jacuzzi walk or the waterfall trek?” Mr. Ge, the Dutch owner of Double Dutch resort looks at me inquisitively, as if knowing…
The downpour was incessant. At Kinner Camps Sangla, Pawan Soni was visibly perturbed. He was on tour with Doreen D’sa, and while the terrain of Kinnaur was challenging anyway, today…
I was walking over pebbles: an endless stretch of them with a rhythmic sound of flowing water in the distance.In the wee hours of the morning, this was such a…
I tread with utmost caution. My eyes not leaving the ground. Petrified, wary of any sudden movement. With each step I take, I reassure myself all will be well and…
In the grand road trip to Southern India, there were many deviations. Most of these were unplanned and led to some stunning destinations. Among these was the journey to the Veerbhadra…
