While you curl up in the backseat of your car, roadtrippin’, the rolling hillocks of the Western Ghats would exhibit their own conspiracy of captivating your senses. You’re captured so that it feels the hit of marijuana right straight to your cranial nerves. You peep out of the window of this moving car, as your… Continue reading Mumbai-Shirdi Enchantment
Kolad, just another nowhere, far-close (120 km) to a bustling city- Mumbai. Unreliable (Nil, mostly!) mobile network, just same weather as Mumbai’s but a world apart- that’s what Kolad is. Kolad is mainly popular for river rafting activity. Every weekend people tired of Mumbai’s honks and screeches make their way to splash in river- Kundalika. Kolad… Continue reading Kolad, Minus World.
Some 250 km South-East of Mumbai is where you can find this little district, Satara. Satara, to me, sounds like sitara, which means a star. This star twinkles too, but is a kind that sits in a hush-hush corner waving back at people waving at it, smiling. But not the shiny, blingy star like Mumbai… Continue reading To the moon and Satara.
Though the waves don’t please you like Hawaii and the roads make you feel like a roller coaster ride, Mumbai will be what it is and you’ll revisit it at least thrice.
Here are some snapshots from my Goan getaway. The picture mainly covers one of the best beaches of Goa; Candolim. You want peace? dig your own hush-hush corner. You want some adrenaline rush? Water-sports for your rescue! You want to gorge yourself with sea-food and stuff? the shacks have the laid-back vibe that you just… Continue reading The Goan Getaway
With a heavy heart and glitter in the eyes. ❤️❤️
The Taj Hotel, near Gateway of India The Gateway of India, near Taj Hotel The Taj Hotel, again By this time, you should be sure I love this building So, I found someone who smiles while asleep..adorable. Something from the Colaba Market Roaming in Mumbai’s Downtown. Local Trains are a way of life.
So the coffee break came out to be disheartening as I had to step back in. 😣 That’s downright seductive and teasing.
Curlicue mustaches, remnants of the maharajas, taps of dhungri. The state of hues. You know you are in Rajasthan. 🙂 Jaipur (Rajasthan). ,
With the knock of world wars, came along heavy streams of blood; massive, MASSIVE destruction. My bravery is like the minutest atom when I picture the whole scenario. And I guess, “Martyr” is just a word; pacing up with the rigorous strength, selflessness and courage of a soldier. India Gate was designed by an English… Continue reading Lure of India Gate