Category Archives: Travel

First impression, immigration (Breathing Airports series #1)


Little did I know that my journey to explore Ladakh would start with a total immersion in the myriad emotions that visit the Delhi International airport’s Visitors lounge. Considering my flight arrived at a very decent hour of 2.30 am, … Continue reading

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Freedom to? (Kashmir series #4)


JOURNEY FROM KARGIL We left Kargil in the wee hours, passing through Drass, looking at the peaks on the other side, where apparently the Pakistan army had a good view of us. Everytime I wanted to take pictures I remembered … Continue reading

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Leh to Kargil (Kashmir series #3)


Onward journey to Srinagar     The last leg of our journey in Kashmir was the stretch from Leh to Srinagar, passing through Kargil.    Surprisingly our Ladakhi driver, Nurbu, was showing signs of nervousness since a day before we left Leh. He … Continue reading

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Juley (Kashmir series #2)


Throughout our travel in the little towns and villages of Ladakh, we heard people greet each other with a very happy and loud “Juley” (ju-lay). It is a form of greeting that makes dear friends out of complete strangers and … Continue reading

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The Ladakh range (Kashmir series #1)


Kashmir. I am sure for every Indian the mention of “Kashmir” creates a stir in the heart, a longing to see that beautiful land of God, jannat itself. For those born in the late 70s, in India, Kashmir remained a … Continue reading

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Discovering people


How many people do you think you will meet in a lifetime?  Say, at least one new person everyday? As an example, the taxi-driver, who made conversation with you on your way to work, counts as one too. At my … Continue reading

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Say cheese


Wanderlust was always a big part of my identity, even before I knew it. It probably bloomed under my father. Every school vacation, even when we could barely afford it, we travelled. We vacationed in different parts of India. The … Continue reading

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