It was a Sunday afternoon when I received a phone call from my hometown. My aunt had just given birth to the seventh set of twin boys in our family. It was not at all surprising to me as my family has a history of fraternal and identical twins. When[…]
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New college. New friends. New stories. Well! This has always been the same story for me. But it is not everyday that you make friends with somebody who says that he hails from the Rajput Warrior dynasty of the Mewars. It was evident from the beginning itself that this[…]
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‘Bhangarh ke Bhoot ho ya Agarwal ki Chaas ki ek ghoot. Bikaner ki Bhujiyan ho ya Jaipur ki saariyan. Sabse Chokha lage Lalaji ki hi storyia’. (‘Be it the ghosts of Bhangarh or One sip of Agarwal’s Chaas. Be it the Bikaneri Bhujia or Jaipur’s sarees. Best of all shall always[…]
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The car had become a veritable bedlam with all the five of us trying to prove an argument. We were arguing whether or not Lakhamandal was once a temporary home to the Pandavas, when they were on their Agyat Vas (incognito). My friends and I were on our way to[…]
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I was on a spring break from college when my classmate Shristi invited me to her hometown in Maletha, Uttarakhand. Famous for many short and unknown legends, this state houses many small hill stations, towns and villages which one should visit at least once. One such legendary place is the[…]
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We piled out of the bus, the wind wafting in all directions sprayed the yellow sand on us. We had just reached Talakad, the desert town of Bangalore (or… let’s just say the cursed town). Located 133 Km away from Bangalore, Talakad, otherwise known as Bangalore’s gourmet valley had been[…]
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Would you complain to God? Whine about trivial worldly issues? Yes? Maybe, in a silent prayer. Like a good Christian boy, while growing up, I did pray every night before sleeping and apart from the demands, cribbed a bit when the demands were not met. So, how would you react[…]
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As we huddled around the bonfire under a starlit sky, there was an uncomfortable moment of pause followed by a long eerie silence. We were at this beautiful and rustic resort in Mananthavady, Wayanad. Surrounded on the three sides by thick forest cover, the silence was being continuously interrupted by[…]
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“Eighteen miles to the North – North-East of Naini Tal is a hill eight thousand feet high and twelve to fifteen miles long, running east and west. The western end of the hill rises steeply and command one of the best views to be had anywhere of the Himalayan snowy[…]
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