Few signatures of faith do it with such breezy panache. The prayer flags of Buddhism – a vivid surprise, an impermanent gateway, strung over the deserted toad between rocks or pillars of earth. They are new, not weathered, flirting with the sun like blue, white, red, green and yellow beads. Each is an ode to
It was the early winters of 2015 when I first laid my eyes on the holy temple town of Guptkashi, when I first heard the name Guptkashi, I was confused on many occasions as to where was this place and why was it named so intermixing it with Uttarkashi. Since 2015 I have visited this
The morning was splendid after a good sleep buried in layers of heavy quilts in a mud room. When i looked at the windows they were all frosted which indicated how much the mercury had fallen in the night . The sun was coming over the nearby peaks as i made my way outside. The
I have hardly felt as low as i felt in the days leading to the commencement of my journey to the Middle Kingdom. The mind is a complex being and so is the heart. The combination of these two when they are on a downward trend is formidable and the human being has to really
Sometimes we come across places that are so deep in history that when they unravel themselves leave a deep impact on the individual’s mind. This article will attempt to speak about two such places in the state of Uttarakhand. On a bright blue morning when I was in Uttarkhand visiting places, I heard about a
During the course of travel to offbeat destinations, one comes across unique arts, practices and folklore which are a link to the rich historical past that our country possesses. In this context I came across “Ganjifa” History Ganjifa the name of an ancient Indian game of cards, which was popularized during the reign of
That is at bottom after close to two weeks on the road the only thought to keep moving ahead, when carefully prepared plans are hanging like a stack of dominos swaying with every burst of wind from circumstances. Ladakh, the gateway to many a imagination, the harbinger of joy and struggle, of peace and tranquility.
The concluding part of the Kutch Expedition , as we venture deeper into the arid vastness of the Rann and its surrounding regions . DAY IV : Dholavira-Bhuj I left Dholavira early as had a long way to cover and as i retraced my path towards Rapar I was feeling warm within to have been
1030 in the morning and I am on a lonely sand swept broken road, camouflaged desert bunkers are all around me and I can imagine sharp eyes peering at me through the slits. This is the region of harsh reality far long away from the touristic hordes that visit Kutch advertised by Mr Amitabh Bachhan.
Road trips needn’t be long mega trips to far off destinations , they are meant to be experiences deeplymoving from within and hence disance actually does not play much role in this . Keeping this in context let me go down memory lane to uncover the delightful trip to the Maharashtra Ghats . This is