An Ode to Bombay

I remember coming to Bombay for the first time and being very bitter about it. Cursing why I came here but as days went by, the situation changed, a love affair started with this city. Like two reluctant people coming together in a relationship. Here I was the reluctant lover, who was taking his time…

Paris, je t’aime: Eiffel – the symbol of love

Eiffel: Our first view Our first view of the Eiffel was through a window of the metro train. As the train neared the station, a lifelong dream was coming to its end. We had seen it in so many films, read about it in books, the symbol of love to the world was right before…

Part 4 : What’s left to write about Paris?

Like with most of the European cities, walking is the best way to explore if you have time on your hands. Paris, not being an exception, is best experienced while walking on its cobbled streets. Walking around, we experienced the places which we hadn’t even read about. Following La Rive Gauche we felt like Jesse and…

Part 3: What’s left to write about Paris?

Making a quick stop at Moulin Rouge (a famous cabaret in Paris) and Pont Notre-Dame, we arrived at Lido another famous cabaret in Paris. I was told by Raphael that in the recent years Lido has become more famous than Moulin Rouge owning to its location at Champs-Élysées. While personally, he didn’t find much difference…

Part 2: What’s left to write about Paris?

As Wikipedia says the Paris metro is one of the densest metro systems in the world, with 245 stations. We were to find out the entire length & breadth of the Paris train system (no we didn’t measure it) in the coming days. When you commute by Bombay locals, comfort is a luxurious word. The…

Part 1: What’s left to write about Paris?

As I was preparing to move from writing about mountains (Triund Diaries) to writing about my favourite city (Paris), I had been doing a lot of reading to jog my memory about the places and things we did when we were in Paris. Blog after blog, article after article gave out impressive details about Paris…

Triund diaries: Conclusion – 101 for Triund/Snowline trek

Here are some tips for folks interested in Triund/Snowline hike: Solo travelling doesn’t mean you “have to be alone” or “are alone” all the time. You can strike conversations with fellow travellers (which by the way happens a lot), reflect on things and write if you like. Please keep away from your phone unless you…

Triund diaries (Part 5): Beneath the starry sky

There is an old rusted telephone box in Triund covered with prayer flags and messages. It doesn’t look out of place, though has grown old by weathering the different moods of Triund. First time around I hadn’t noticed the box. Maybe these are the things you notice only with an open mind & willingness to…

Triund diaries (Part 4): In search of solitude

Well hello! I see tents all over the place and with loud music playing it sure looked like a party scene. What happened to the quiet place I had visited two years back? I am sure the genius guy would have a laugh, had he seen my face at that moment. All I could think…