Travel
What if there were no corridors No roads or paths No signs saying something No one to guide What if there was no somewhere No words to follow No sounds to obey Nowhere to reach Charming, I’d say For the real travel would then begin. . . . . . . Arvind Passey Written in...
We want more but know so less
Review of Vivo V11 Pro The other day I asked a friend to list all the things he expected from his smartphone. He hummed and thought for a while and then said, ‘Everybody wants a phone that gives more for less. MORE obviously includes the design to be as smart as the others, display that...
Travel sparks inspiration – Travelers inspire sparks
A friend once remarked: ‘Travel nurtures and strengthens an individual’s soul.’ ‘What?’ I said, ‘Is that the first line of your stand-up comedy?’ And then went on to tell this friend that when people talk about travel nurturing and nourishing souls do they even know what they are talking about? The soul, and I’m only...
Mughals for the travel enthusiast
The representation of the Mughal Era doesn’t revolve only around a road in Delhi named after Aurangzeb. Kebabs originating from the imperial kitchens of the Mughals, Persian that converged with Turkish and Arabic to transform into Urdu, art and painting styles, and architecture are just a few connections that still go on and converge with...
A walk beyond the horizon
That kid in a pre-nursery classroom looking out of the open window. That’s me. That kid reading all the stories in his text-book even before the session begins. That’s me. That teenager using a lot of gestures and expressions while telling stories that he has just read. That’s me. That youngster scanning all travel adverts...
On a catamaran to see what Indra’s jealousy did
Trip to Mahabalipuram – 02 ‘If you want to go on a catamaran to see the submerged pagodas, you will need to be at the shore at sunrise,’ said the friendly manager of Chariot Beach Resort. And yes, I was there and I must say the sun rising on the horizon has an hypnotic...
In the midst of everything that matters
In the midst of everything that matters Trip to Mahabalipuram – 01 Travel isn’t an escape… and yet it is. If subliminal urban charms like mall-hopping, weaving in and out of intense traffic, racing with city-bred stress, and posturing in the virtual world need to be distanced, one needs an escape. However, every escape...
The many faces of retreat
Someone rightly pointed out that it takes more courage to retreat than to advance. After all, to retreat, in the parlance of generals and commanders is to regroup, rejuvenate, and be ready for another assault. A retreat thus isn’t about forgetting the art of advancing but just another effective method to re-energize, replenish, regroup, and...
Verzeih mir! This book isn’t just a thriller
Verzeih mir! This book isn’t just a thriller Review of ‘The Trail of Four’ by Manjiri Prabhu When you read a book where ‘shadowy shapes splashed with twilight orange’, interiors ‘scintillate under the stucco ceilings’, the banks of the lake has ‘lit torches perched like sentinels’, and one of the characters realises that ‘jealousy...
Waiting
Waiting (Two poems and one photograph that I clicked one night in London. The other poem that goes with the picture can be read here.) So many stories read Pages opened Words unfurled Through the day gone by As I walk back home slowly One night in London.
Conversations with a noose by the river Thames
‘What is this noose doing out there?’ I asked as we watched it swing ominously in the wind that blew in from somewhere in the direction of Tower bridge in London. ‘I really am not sure,’ said the young Frenchman who was clearly not aware of any stories that would be connected to this noose....
Create or die
Being pro creation doesn’t mean you need to procreate or you will die. Nor does it work out if we just pick words out of create and say things like eat or die or rate or die. But then I guess we have all sorts in this world. After all, our eateries are thriving and...
