Hardly anyone in India uses subways. Can’t blame people, they’re mostly dark and smelly, and after the sunset, often unsafe. Read more
I once spent an afternoon at the airport in Bhopal. The day had started with a 4 am road journey from Khajurao to Jhansi, a trip in a Rajdhani chair car to Bhopal, and was to end eventually, at 10:30 pm, at Mumbai airport. Read more
Right. I have two much awaited things for you guys. One is the article on Havelock, which I finally decided I was qualified to write after my second visit there. The first trip had been all adrenalin and scuba diving based. And the second one was its exact antithesis, comprising a whole lot of very restful nothing. Between those two accounts you’ll get a very fair picture of the wonders this little island in the Andamans has to offer. Read more
Yesterday, I was reminded of the really cool thing about travel – the way it plucks you out of one context and plants you in another, completely different from the first.
You don’t have to embark on a long journey for this, flying across continents or from one hemisphere to another. It can be as simple as getting on a plane in the pouring rain in Mumbai and, two hours later, arriving to Delhi’s crazy, dry heat. From water logging to praying for the rain. Read more