I have been missing my writing. You know those moments when you do nothing and words just flow to legibly paint the canvas and define the scene you’re staring at? Or may be those written feelings, which you never thought existed till you sat down with your fountain pen and a blank piece of paper?…
It wasn’t love at first sight exactly. In fact, it wasn’t love at all. The more I knew of Delhi, the further we moved away from the chances of a happily ever after. And in spite of all our misgivings and compatibility issues, we did have our moments. After all, you don’t invest more than…
Iewduh or Bara Bazar is probably the oldest and the largest wholesale market in Shillong. Here you can quite literally buy anything, if you look hard enough. As a local of the hill-city, I have been to Bara Bazar only a few times. And each time I have got lost. Late last year, I lost…
This year, I have spent a significant amount of my time staring and observing trees. It is one of those therapies that I cannot quantify. As an extension to my Instagram series, this post includes more visuals of trees from Kumaon in Uttarakhand. Also known as the fruit belt of India, I’ve been to the region…
2015 has been an incredible year. From meeting some of my favourite writers to travelling surreal wonderlands, I really couldn’t have asked for anything better. It has been a steeper learning curve too. Some of the most important things I learnt was to say no to free work, developing a thick skin and accepting the…
On an unlikely and unplanned Sunday in April, I found myself in Longding, a district in eastern Arunachal Pradesh. I was standing on the land of a district whose name I hadn’t heard of previously. Longding (the town) was essentially the middle point from where a number of hamlets and villages diverged. Hence my short…