Pic-tales
From My Window
I stand by the window in the morning as I sip tea, looking out nonchalantly at the patch of green cosily lying in front of me.
Travel-ography
Dudhwa National Park – A Photo Story from the Terai
Possibly one of the most breath-taking forests in India, Dudhwa mesmerises with a mammoth-list of wildlife, and most importantly, its unparalleled symmetry of endless straight tunnel-like jungle-paths.
Travel-ography
A Trip to Ajmer Sharif
They say one can visit this place only if He wills.
I know not how much of that is true but I did have to wait for a long time before I could visit Ajmer. Plans got cancelled innumerable number of times and I had other places to go. But one fine day, the road led me to Ajmer.
Reflections
Philanthropy in Education in India
With owners of multi-million enterprises taking up the onus, it is hoped that in the near future, education will inevitably reach the farthest corners of the country, touching the lives of millions of children who are still denied this right.
Travel-ography
When in a (rain)forest…
I had learnt a very important lesson in the rainforests of Agumbe, and I will carry it and narrate it for as long as my rendezvous with the forests continue.
Reflections
Good Old Ambassador
When I see these beauties cruise through busy Calcutta streets, I often wonder in amazement at the reason they have survived for so long and still continue to dominate the public transport space in the city.
Travel-ography
It’s Very Easy to Travel Responsibly
Is RESPONSIBLE TRAVEL daunting and too-much-of-an-effort? No, it isn’t. It takes less effort than deciding how to colour coordinate our clothes for each day of the vacation. It’s that simple and far less time-consuming than we think.
Travel-ography
A Photostory: The KASHMIR GREAT LAKES TREK
Three years back when I signed up for my first Himalayan trek, it merely meant yet-another-journey. But this journey was nothing like I had ever undertaken. I discovered a ‘me’ that perhaps hadn’t existed at all before I took my first steps up the mountains or was perhaps had been lying dormant somewhere in the crevices of my being.