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
With the wild roar, sparkling white waves it greets. Exuberant sea-breeze plays with the hair-strands, making them flutter, tangle. The rock just lie around, chilling. And there goes a narrow muddy path, meandering, where walks women donned in cotton saris with its pallu tucked near the navel. They walk forth, bamboo basket on head, making way… Continue reading When Kashid Played A Wild Song
Alibaug brings to me a picture of Arabian Nights, mainly Aladdin on his magic carpet drifting through the wind, above Alibaug’s rocky, sandy shores, and dense woods. Perhaps he did. The christening of this lazy town was done after a guy named Ali, a rich Bene Israelite, who owned many plantations of mango and coconut.… Continue reading Alibaug- The Land of Sagas and Ocean of Quietude.
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.