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
Go at your own pace. You will arrive! 🙂
My quest these days is to unbridle my inner child. To wake up every day and make choices that will make me happy, right then in the moment or that day. I’m not really on a truth quest 🙂
‘I fell off my pink cloud with a thud.’ 🙂
The level of water in Tungabhadra dam at Hospet has been gradually increasing, thanks to good spells of rain in the catchment area in the recent past. ––––The water level in the reservoir should touch at least 1,600 ft when the floodgates open to release water into canals, which would irrigate about 1.5 lakh hectares… Read More When the floodgates open
“To love a swamp is to love what is muted and marginal, what exists in the shadows, what shoulders its way out of mud and scurries along the damp edges of what is most commonly praised… ..And sometimes its invisibility is a blessing. These are places of transition where organisms and ideas have the luxury… Read More Swamped!
“and the leaves were telling secrets to the wind.” ― Peter Mulvey “Lithe and long as the serpent train, Springing and clinging from tree to tree, Now darting upward, now down again, With a twist and a twirl that are strange to see.” – William Gilmore Simms See more unusual points of view here.
I like it when I turn on the lights as I enter a dark room..a radiant glow embraces the room, transforming it instantly. Now if only my life could transform just like that. Well, it doesn’t. Certainly not in an instant. Instead, it’s a series of subtle moments that shape a change so slowly that… Read More That instant glow
This city refuses to settle down. It’s caught in a perpetually short life-cycle of construct-deconstruct-reconstruct…. As I took a walk across a work site today, I found it a little unsettling that I could identify all the basic elements of shapes within the rubble of the fallen building that had been a perfect geometric structure… Read More Geometry in rust and rubble