Nature, Culture and Simplicity of a Malayali The South Indian state of Kerala is often referred to as God’s own…
Mumal & Mahendra – An Immortal Rajput love story
I am at the top of a small hillock where once was a Medhi (small palace) belonging to a girl variously called Mumal, Princess Moomal or Momal Rano, who was from Lodhruva, Jaisalmer. A broken wall, small platform and a single window are the only remains of this monument which was earlier named as Kak Mahal. Below I can see a dry river bed, which, once upon a time, gushed in full swing, a river by the name of Kak.
Meeting a Twitter Follower in a remote village!
How does that sound?
They say the world is small and how true it is!
It so happened that we were visiting Lodhruva Jain temple on a temple trail around Jaisalmer, Rajasthan on a very hot lazy noon. As we walked out of our cars, the temple was on my left hand side and on right side were some people sitting casually on two stone benches under the shade of a tree.
Siddhartha was the first
Spanish Gypsy Palm Readers in Andalucia
When we visited Sevilla, there were a few gypsies around the tourist spots such as cathedral area and Plaza de Espana. One of them noticed me, moved towards me in short and fast steps, and then she offered me a bunch of leaves and said something in Spanish. Before I could even react, my guide told me not to accept and gestured me to move away.
Be careful, she could dupe you!!
The woman in question is
Celebrating Women’s Day
Shall I say “Happy Women’s Day” ?
So many people speak about Women’s day. Parties, shopping, discounts, dinners… all inviting us.
Is that all?
The beautiful expressive Indian classical dancer.
Today I want to mention about a girl Arunima Sinha who was a volleyball player at national level. When travelling in a night train, she resisted some chain snatchers who had boarded the train at the dead of night. While others obliged, she refused to give her gold chain to them.
Lost and found
If you are like me then the very mention of travel will make you want to experience something new. Each travel is a story by itself by stringing together all the events, good or bad. Some, you would like to learn a lesson from, and then forget about it; others, you would like to cherish lifelong.
Getting things stolen, misplacing or losing stuff is part and parcel of travel and you would like to take those extra precautions against it happening. Generally when you lose something, it is either gone for good or turns up in one corner of your luggage the next day.
Here is a story that offers a different ending. Lost and Found.
Our coach in Shatabdi.
While on our trip to Uttarakhand
A few days back there was a massive earthquake in Christchurch, New Zealand. The place now looks very deserted. While Christchurch slowly started to rebuild & coming back to normal, most travellers from all over the world assumed that all of New Zealand was a disaster zone. The result was some more jolts to the country in the form of declining tourism which comprises around 10% of New Zealand’s economy.
If you ask me, I would say New Zealand is one of the most beautiful countries I have ever been to. And I have very fond memories of the country.