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An edited version of this article was published in Pune Mirror as Seaside Diaries
As I scanned around I could see the Gurpur River meandering through coconut groves while steamers and boats bounced over it. I was atop Sultan Battery an edifice built by Tipu Sultan to contain the entrance of warships through Gurpur River. Though it is a simple watch tower it looks like a miniature fortress with musket holes for mounting canons. I had reached Mangalore the day before and was enjoying every bit of its cultural extravaganza.
The car suddenly swerved off track as the driver maneuvered the vehicle back to its original path. “It was a green snake, and we aren’t supposed to kill them. Evil will befall if we do so”, said Uddhav or Uddab as he called himself. My driver for the entire trip Uddhav a reticent fellow was from Assam. I had left early morning from Bhalukpong towards Bomdila in Arunachal Pradesh.
It had been pouring since last few weeks. Mother earth had worn a green garb and was looking fresh and resplendent after the showers had quenched her soul. The rivers were swollen as life bounced back to a verdant celebration. Suddenly the earth opened up and out stepped a portly man dressed in silk dhoti, gold ornaments and a crown on his head. He held a palm leaf umbrella in his hand and walked with poise, authority and a broad smile plastered on to his face across the streets of Kerala. Read More
‘ To travel is to take a journey into yourself ‘
This quote by Danny Kaye is something I relate to day in and day out. Travel has taught me so much (Read How traveling changes your life) that it has revealed the best and the worst in me. I would want my daughter who would turn 6 years old, in a month to see the world, meet strangers and understand their culture, history, experience the pleasures of travel and bring memories from across the globe. Didn’t someone say, To travel is to live ?
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We were driving through NH208, surprisingly in the not so hot Madurai weather. My uncle and aunt decided to take me to the spa of south India called Courtallam in the Tirunelveli district of Tamilnadu. I had just returned from Chettinad after scouting numerous arresting mansions, beautiful temples and savoring mouth watering Chettinad dishes. Madurai the city where I was born is also my maternal aunt’s place and the kind lady decided to take me on a whirlwind trip as my birthday gift. I had turned a year younger and I was away from my home and family in Pune. Read More
When I received an invite for a tasting session at Bombay Bronx that talked about Bombaiya or Bombay Street Food I wondered what would be in store. But Bombay Bronx didn’t disappoint me as I was blown away with its amazing array of street food part of the Bombay Chowpatty Buffet.
The Uttarakhand region is peppered with Taal (Read my trip to Agoda which is en-route to Doditaal) or lakes and Bugyals. During my recent trip to this beautiful state that never fails to leave you mesmerized I trekked to Nachiketa Taal. Legend of this Taal is quite interesting and a compelling read/hear. Today I shall narrate the story of Nachiketa a ten year old kid who found the gateway to hell and the truth behind life after death.
We are in the peak of summer and what is the flavour of the season? Obviously mangoes! Do you love mangoes? Now that is indeed a dumb question who wouldn’t like the king of fruits? What are the delicacies you have had that have been made from mango? Aamras, Mango Lassi, Aamrakhand, Mango Pickle, Mango Murabba, Aam ka Panna and so on. But have you ever tasted Mango Jalebi? Well I sure did along with a plethora of other mango dishes at Khandani Rajdhani in Phoenix Mall, Pune.
We had reached Keri a village in Ponda, Goa. A wooden bridge over a marshland took me to the other side. I watched the birds chirping and diving into the marshes for their catch. As we reached the entrance of one of Goa’s spice farm we were greeted warmly by the staff with a garland and a tika on the forehead.
An edited version of this article was published in May’15 Vistara in-flight magazine as A tryst with the past
Hyderabad the pearl of India has always been in the hot seat for power struggle, art, craft and its glory in Persian poems. Each and every facet of this city is immersed in the beauty of its history that has faded to time immemorial. The city has a blend of old world charm in its streets and the development of the new age era in its HITEC city. Hyderabad doesn’t need a reason or a season to be explored for it’s an all year through phenomena to be experienced.