Stuff of Dreams

I am a thorough water baby, and I miss the ocean so terribly. I would spend all my idle time near the sea. The back waters in Mumbai has been witness to all my sadness, sorrows, disappointments, anger and happiness. For the past five years, the places I called home kept me away from water…

In Peace

I have beautiful memories of my time in Sri Lanka. I fell in love with the diversity of the people and place there. It was absolutely impossible to find any signs of the two-and-a-half decade long of civil unrest. We happily strolled in and out of Buddhist Viharas and Hindu Temples, with full honor of…

Ain’t No Mountain High Enough

I’m not a trekker, not even close to one. I have a morbid fear of descents (that I spoke about), and I am not in the best shape physically either. I am not a slow trekker, but I am a reluctant one at best. I don’t enjoy climbs very much, but I am a sucker…