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Andalusian Archives (Part-2): Arcos de la Frontera, Grazalema and Ronda

Posted by on Jun 11, 2016 in Travel Tales | 5 comments

Andalusian Archives (Part-2): Arcos de la Frontera, Grazalema and Ronda

Driving the roads that interlock the central Andalucían cities, ones flanked by endless fields of ornately positioned olive trees, majestic rugged mountains,  limestone cliffs, white villages and slices of turquoise waters in between, you cant help but realize that there is something always more exciting and adventurous about exploring unknown grounds by car rather than trains or buses. Itineraries can be created at your own pace and comfort. And there we were.. on our little road-trip in southern Spain! Part 2: Arcos de la Frontera, Grazalema and Ronda( Pueblos Blanco/white villages of...

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Andalusian Archives(Part 1): Seville, Cordoba, Granada

Posted by on May 5, 2016 in Travel Tales | 8 comments

Andalusian Archives(Part 1): Seville, Cordoba, Granada

“From where he sat, he could observe the plaza. People continued to come and go from the baker’s shop. A young couple sat on the bench where he had talked with the old man, and they kissed. ‘That baker…’ he said to himself, without completing the thought. The levanter was still getting stronger, and he felt its force on his face. That wind had brought the Moors, yes, but it also brought the smell of the desert and of veiled women. It had brought with its sweat and the dreams of men who had once left to search for the unknown, and for gold and adventure-and for the pyramids. The boy...

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Paris Parfait!

Posted by on Apr 21, 2016 in Travel Tales | 11 comments

Paris Parfait!

“I guess it goes to show that you just never know where life will take you. You search for answers. You wonder what it all means. You stumble, and you soar. And, if you’re lucky, you make it to Paris for a while.”–Amy Thomas I think Paris is schizophrenic. One is the city that exists in my head that comes from the hundreds of guidebooks I have read up and ‘top-10-favourite’ lists I have browsed in the Internet. Its an impression created by reviews in Trip advisor and hotel rates on Airbnb. And Rick Steves. It’s the city of the sights. The museums, the Louvre, the...

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Banaras: Bold, Beautiful and Bejeweled!

Posted by on Feb 29, 2016 in Travel Tales | 20 comments

Banaras: Bold, Beautiful and Bejeweled!

“Banaras is older than history, older than tradition, older than even legend, and looks twice as old as all of them put together”- Mark Twain.. “Kashi” as locals calls it, is a city that should be savored slowly- almost like the ‘paan’ that comes associated with this name in its prefix. It is a city that you either like for its character or dislike for its dirt. So, while packing your suitcase, pack patience. Because, if you don’t wear that, it will be hard for you move along or experience it. Be it, for allowing the musky smell of camphor to entice...

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Darjeeling- A tale of tail-coats, tea-gardens and tall ‘tains

Posted by on Jan 11, 2016 in Travel Tales | 12 comments

Darjeeling- A tale of tail-coats, tea-gardens and tall ‘tains

Never has brewing tea made me more nervous. In fact, I now tremble and take a deep breath before I dare to make that first pour into the teapot. I take extra care with the water temperature for the first brew now. The spectre of burning my tea leaves on the first brew looms. I don’t even dare to use a thermometer to measure water temperature. “Feel it with your heart. Learn it with the palm of your hand and fingers in relation to the changing environment.” – had said a wise man, once.  I am back from a short stop-over at Makaibari, the first ever tea factory in the...

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Kumortuli- Human Interventions to Divine Possibilities

Posted by on Oct 9, 2015 in Travel Tales | 3 comments

Kumortuli- Human Interventions to Divine Possibilities

There’s a slight crispness in the early morning air in Kolkata, almost making it comparable to the nip we are so fond of in Bangalore. The after-effects of the strong showers from the last afternoon hasn’t caused Calcutta to give up it’s resilience in coming back with the briny, balmy humidity, even before the clock strikes 8am.. That’s autumn in Bengal, a season which welcomes to the city the worship of a deity, who, we believe in all might, has slain the evil, and brought harmony and good to the world. It’s the season of amiable abundance; a time  for...

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