‘When the green woods laugh with the voice of joy, And the dimpling stream runs laughing by; When the air does laugh with our merry wit, And the green hill laughs with the noise of it. ‘ ~ William Blake
Goa is much more than its beaches. So, this time we decided to skip the usual suspects and try another experience instead- stay in a quintessential Goan village, Saligao. We were already charmed when told that this was the sleepy hamlet ‘Pocolim’ in the film ‘Finding Fanny’. And as we walked down its quiet rustic… Read More Quaint Goan houses of Saligao
Some things can only be understood when you’re in a treehouse. This was long on my bucket list. Live amidst the trees, hear up-close the rhythm of nature as animals rustle around casually, birds chirp away and the forest hums. Our tree house was perched on the edge of Mudumalai National Park. Now also a tiger… Read More Up in the treehouse
I tried to catch some fog but I mist.
“I was just sittin’ here enjoin’ the company. Plants got a lot to say, if you take the time to listen. ” ~Eeyore Nestled in middle of hustle bustle of Jaipur city area, we found our verdant haven in the Samode Havel. This is a heritage manor, built over 175 years ago with all the style… Read More A verdant haveli in Jaipur
Strolling through the Ocean Front Walk from Venice Beach to the Santa Monica pier on a balmy summer evening. Elemental.
‘If you long for a mind at rest and a heart that cannot harden – go find a gate that opens wide into a secret garden’ Radha Kunj in the Art of Living (AOL) ashram is where I found mine. And making our day incredibly special was this exuberant peahen who sauntered and pranced with abandon right in… Read More Art at AOL – Exuberance
When walking indoors in Vegas, always remember to just look up…good chance that your eye will spy an awesome, masterful curio.
“A nothing day full of wild beauty…Little fish stream by, a river in water.” Santosh had come to us touting a houseboat ride on Vembanad Lake but The General pointed to the Meenachil. ‘Can we row down the river in one of those little country boats?’. ‘Pinne enthaa!. Of course. Meet me at the river… Read More Rowing down the Meenachil
A cruise in Kettuvallams – the little boat houses with thatched roofs and wooden hulls – along the mirror-still lagoons, picture-book Vembanad lake, palm-fringed canals and shimmering rivulets of Kumarakom. Just my kind of vacation in`God’s Own Country’!! Shells sink dreams float life’s good on our boat