‘A thing of beauty is a joy for ever: Its loveliness increases; it will never Pass into nothingness;’ John Keats immortalised the definition of beauty in his Endymion. Now whenever I am mesmerised by the beauty of any landscape or memory, I recite these lines to myself. Lake Geneva region or the Montreux Riviera in…
Ever since I can remember, walking has been my expression for happiness, curiosity and departure. Growing up amidst the beautiful hills of Shillong, in Northeast India, walking wasn’t as therapeutic as it is today. It was the only way of getting around the town; we used to walk to college, to weekend gatherings, to reluctant…
