Who needs a bell? Last year was a massively good year for me. It totally deserved a hearty end-of-the-year review. It could have certainly used a fitting description of all my wonderful travels, experiences and memorable birthdays. But I am afraid I am beginning to lose the lust for reviewing days gone past. I found[…]
After the long flight home, my mind is unusually buzzing with thoughts. As soon as I step of the plane on to my homeland, my vision is overloaded with information. I observe the similarity and the irregularity of my surroundings. Throughout the small walk to the baggage claim, through immigrations and into the taxi waiting[…]
David stirred in the silent night. His habit of sleeping with windows open had often welcomed noises of nature from outside. A disturbance he occasionally needed to fall asleep. But on this night, not a soul outside was awake. No wind rustled any leaves and the lack of a moon heightened the blackness. She then[…]
During my recent failed attempts of going to bed early, I was meandering on twitter and Facebook threads of nothingness when I stumbled on an internet forward listing the “First world problems”. Many of them had to do with the patchy functioning of ‘WhatsApp’ or a perfectly acceptable interruption of some kind. I found it[…]
I climbed up the monkey steps with perhaps the last reserves of energy and then stumbled onto the clearing of the Sun gate. There, stood in front of me, a view I had yearned for the years. The mist had risen and was holding itself off on the mountain tops. The river meandered peacefully in[…]
Deciding a place to travel to while I am in Germany is a terribly difficult task. While I would love to visit all the places on my list, financial and time considerations make that only a pipe dream. I am consistently reshuffling the priorities on the list each time I come across a fascinating travel[…]
In a few weeks, I shall be whizzing back to her for a short visit and I am getting the definite jitters. Would United States of America also be the way I remember her? Would she be the way I left her? After making it habit of leaving home(s), I always treasure the trip back.[…]
What is clear to me is that this blog needs a revamp. Usually this means a dramatic post to end it all, a temporary gap in writing to realize the fallacy of that drama, and then a ‘return’ post to iterate that everything was indeed OK and the sun did rise just as early the[…]
It is not that I have forgotten but rather I just don’t know what to make of it. On this day, nice round ten years ago, I walked through the double doors of my home in India towards the air-sealed doors of an airplane towards the United States of America. Destiny back then was only[…]
yellow signs with exclamation marks can’t be good It has been well over a year since I have been here and my German is at best comparable to young child who isn’t really on the top of the curve himself. It is a fact that I am most times at peace with my incapability’s. But every once[…]