‘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 Advertisements
Strolling through the Ocean Front Walk from Venice Beach to the Santa Monica pier on a balmy summer evening. Elemental.
“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
Got a chance to experience Mueck’s solo presentation at the Museum of Fine Arts, Houston. Unsettling, hype-real and absolutely nothing but unusual.
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
Mehrangarh is magnificent. Set on a rocky outcrop that stands 120m above Jodhpur’s skyline, the fort overlooks the walled city of Jodhpur, where most roofs are painted in an iconic shade of blue. The fort has a museum that houses spectacular royal paraphernalia – palanquins, miniature paintings, furniture and armory in exquisitely decorated rooms of palaces and villas.… Read More The Mystique of Mahrangarh
On our Rajasthan road trip from Udaipur to Jodhpur, the very first stop had to be Chittorgarh. As we explore the citadel amidst fascinating legends of Rani Padmini’s astounding beauty, how its people chose death before dishonor- the men donning saffron martyrs’ robes and riding out from the fort to certain death, while the women and children immolated themselves… Read More Glorious Chittorgarh