Posts tagged "travel"
Let us get creative with tourism

Let us get creative with tourism

Travel classification is evolving. It has to because almost every place talked about on the social media is over-flowing with people looking for something. In fact, every place not talked about on the social media is also full of curious people touching, feeling, and experiencing notions that they have as yet only read about. People…...
Syllables waiting for a voice

Syllables waiting for a voice

Syllables waiting for a voice (Two poems and one photograph that I clicked one night in London. The other poem that goes with the picture can be read here.) Silence doesn’t exist anywhere Not even in a voiceless stare. The mind invents sounds to see Even a future that may never really be – Sometimes I...
The seven essentials when it is cold

The seven essentials when it is cold

The seven essentials when it is cold If you trek on mountains cold Remember to carry in your pack Seven things, some you may fold And joy shall never turn its back! One rhyme is all that I need to remind me of the seven things that I always carry with me when travelling or...
On Cloud 9 and under an umbrella in Mumbai

On Cloud 9 and under an umbrella in Mumbai

On Cloud 9 and under an umbrella in Mumbai Mumbai in August can be charmingly unpredictable and yet smiles at you in a myriad ways. From couples huddling under an umbrella to a bhel-puri seller ready to prepare a helping for you from under his weather-beaten umbrella… from beach photographers protecting their DSLRs to your...
Finding yourself – poetry and the potter’s wheel

Finding yourself – poetry and the potter’s wheel

Pottery-making, some of us may think, is just another job… but trying to discover elements of poetry in it is certainly an adventure. Adventure, let me add here, isn’t about confrontations with evil forces, nor is it about victory over whatever is perceived as unwholesome. Adventure has more to do with travelling into the heart...
Finding yourself – The Fort

Finding yourself – The Fort

Adventure isn’t always about risks or hazards. One doesn’t really have to hang dangerously from a precipice or step into perils to taste it. Adventure is all about finding yourself, finding life… or as Forrest Gump famously said, ‘Life is a box of chocolates’ where every bite is going to be full of new and...
Finding stories in airports

Finding stories in airports

Most of the time one doesn’t even have to make an effort to find stories inside airports. They are there all the time for anyone caring to look up from the kindle that one isn’t anyway reading… or if one just stops pretending to look busy or important or appropriately hassled or even thinking. Airports...
The creative writer and kayaking

The creative writer and kayaking

I’m not new to kayaking. The first time I stepped into a kayak was on the River Denva in Madhya Pradesh in tiger territory. This was two years back and I was participating in the NDTV-Volvo Adventure Challenge then and our task was to kayak to a location about a couple of hours distance to...
Not all those who travel are lost

Not all those who travel are lost

Not all those who travel are lost The year was 2014 and I had just crossed the finish line in the well-known Hackney 5 km race in London. No, I wasn’t a front-runner and had just about managed to do some sort of a combination of a fast walk and slow jog to complete the...
The traveller

The traveller

Alone he rows forth to discover The one within – the travel lover Shores matter but the journey more Journeys stack stories, store lore. . . . . . . Arvind Passey 12 July 2016
Journey to a royal rejuvenation

Journey to a royal rejuvenation

Namah is Shakti, Namah is Shiv… and as Robin Rumi puts it, this word is all about ‘everything male and female, light and dark, flesh and spirit. Perfectly balanced in one single moment lasting an eternity…’ Sounds so much like a sublime journey doesn’t it? Such were the thoughts as I joined around a score...
Roadside vendors of Delhi

Roadside vendors of Delhi

‘Move. Run. Disappear,’ he shouted as he ran from one end to the other, ‘Municipality is here.’ There was a major ruckus and I saw footpath empty itself of roadside vendors in less than the time it took me to blink. Some were still there and when I looked at one who stood there, he...