Category: Travel

Cacophony of Thoughts

I was sitting on the porch, and it was a lazy afternoon. The dry breeze was blowing, and surprisingly, it offered some respite from the heat. in the breeze, i saw a few leaves fall to the ground, saying their goodbye slowly as they…

A Big 💓 for 💯

Progress is progress; no matter how small. Getting to the mark of 100 followers is a small singular feat for some people (the famous ones), but eventually I made it till here. A big thank you to the lovely people out there, for giving…

बचपन की याद

Coming home is like a vacation, the same we took while we were young. Its relaxing, serene and calming. But its hard to be away from home. So this poem is dedicated all those people, with nostalgia associated to their home and job life keeps them away.

Journey of my blog…

If ever there was an award for “The most infrequent blogger ever”, no wonder I would have been the king, dethroning every other for the last year or the previous one before that.

The One where the Higher Authority leaves for home

I may have tried to “man-up” bidding you farewell even though it’s for a week, as I write this, tears start to make their way out, force themselves out in the open. Been together for the last 15 months through thick and thin, it…

The Whiskey Story

The disappearing hangover of the last night was still potent enough to make my voice sound little flat or corny.

The One where The Higher Authority Domesticates the Party Animal.

From a party animal whose blood was composed more of barley and ethanol to being domesticated husband; the journey of change has been quite unexpected.

The Hidden Beauty

In pixels, I cant express The beauty of the place. Only when the air blows Through the hair, can one realize Paradise is where the heart is Heart is where the love is. Love is where we are Silent talks And hushy breaths Winking…

Missing Mussorie…

The walk down the Camel Back Road, the sweet chill in the air, the moon behind the mountains, the awesomeness of the sun… When the chill in the air Warms up the emotions, When distant white peaks Makes me long for my love, When…

Market Unfolds…

And then everything seemed vibrant. When the sun came up shining brightly after the rain. In the market, which is a small one, people thronged to buy fresh vegetables and fruits, it being Sunday. The breeze was still strong, and the plastic sheets in…

Bike and Rain

The road was clear and wet ahead,and droplets were leaving their mark on my visor. The surrounding was nothing but trees, plain land and distant hills. The engine was constantly churning out power, rear wheel splashing the mist which seemed to vapourize. Looking in…