When I announced to my family that I had decided to stay single, there was an emotional uproar for a long time. They couldn’t understand my decision because they didn’t think such a decision existed.
Tag: Personal essays
I am a wanderer, not a traveller
Travel for me is like looking at life in a place through binoculars. You see everything close enough, yet you have a certain objective distance from it.
It has its pros and cons. You get to see only what you want to see, and the first impression is usually the one that sticks with you.
And that happens both ways. The way we judge a place and the people there – vice versa, the way the people there judge us.
Malabar Hill Walkway: Where Trees Whisper and the City Pauses
My alarm bell buzzed at 4.30am, quite an ungodly hour for someone like me. But the enthusiasm to see the sunrise at the newly opened Malabar Hill Walkway, prompted me to get out of bed. With half a yawn and a full heart, I got ready and headed across the city, to witness a sunrise amidst nature, in the company of birds and trees, a rare sight for us living in Mumbai.
Summer and a Taste of Freedom
Summer is here. I squint my eyes when I look out at the sun hidden behind the bluish grey sky. I think twice before stepping out as the sun’s rays don’t seem kind. My thoughts go back to childhood summers, spent under the hot sun and I never once thought to complain. Two full months of holidays and the brightest spot of sun, but I was happy and thrilled about it. I don’t remember complaining about it like I do now. Maybe the sun wasn’t so harsh, I try to tell myself. Or maybe there were so many other things to be excited about that I barely noticed the blazing sun.
One Cook and Five Knives
One cook and five knives. No, that’s not the title of a murder mystery. It is the state of my kitchen. I cook and I have five different knives. Well, it was not intended to be a collection but somehow it has become one.
Remembering my trip to Uttrakhand
Don’t make plans, just live in the moment, that’s one of the lessons that the pandemic has taught us in big bold letters. But the heart still longs, you can’t stop it from longing. Longing for beauty and experiences that have touched its heart while travelling.
Borders
I have always been fascinated with borders, I mean a border between two countries. In my head, it was always something very dramatic. In my defence, I had heard a lot about Wagah border, the famous border between India and Pakistan which has a ceremony by the security forces which attracts a lot of tourists….
My Crow Friend
I have been trying to click a picture of my crow friend for a very long time. But every time I pull out my camera and strategically point it at him, he starts jumping around. He plays a game with me and tries to test how good I am at capturing him. He hops from…
The mountains are calling…
Something has changed between yesterday and today. Had you asked me yesterday if I was a beach person or a mountain person, I would have said that I am a beach person, without blinking an eye. But today I can hear a strong call, a call from the mountains. I have grown up in a…
Loving and Losing
‘What happens to unreciprocated love?’, I asked him. As he was 20 years older than me and someone I looked up to, I was expecting an honest and wise answer. He looked deep into my eyes because it was a question out of nowhere, he was trying to gauge whether I was joking or really…