Remembering Da lat What do I remember about Da Lat? That it is a city for lovers in central Vietnam, which smells of fragrant pine. Rain falls over it like soft kisses and flowers…
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Valley of Flowers Photo Essay
” I must have flowers, always and always”. – Claude Monet For the love of flowers Founding father of French Impressionist painting, Monet had been a master colorist and a prolific painter of light and atmosphere,…
My favourite travel moments on Instagram
Pangong Tso can never be not beautiful. That lake had taken my breath away at first sight and until now, I have never come across a water body as spectacular as Pangong. Shared jointly…
Visiting the Agora Market in Crete
One of my favourite places in Chania, Crete, is the covered Agora Market. Located in the city centre, it is the best place to buy some cheap, but good souvenirs, experience Cretan local life…
The Lost World stays behind
The Ankadeli market arrived soon and we could hear it long before we reached there. Blaring horns, gaggle of voices and excited shrill laughter rose above the din of hens, scampering feet and clashing…
Towards the Ankadeli market
Jaypore turned out to be a pleasant surprise. One of the oldest and most prominent cities of Odisha, it is tucked away in the Eastern Ghats and has a rich royal history. though not…
A Dunguriya date
The Dunguriya village was tucked away in the heart of Niyamgiri hills and clusters of huts clung to its gentle slopes. Clean swept dirt alleys lead inside the village and a curious band of villagers…
The beauty of Bissamcuttack
Chatikona market was in full swing when we arrived. I walked around with Sarat, took in the lovely happy sights and watched in amazement at the busy barter system of shopping. Hens, vegetables, fruits,…
Into the tribal heart
My Eastern Ghats tribal adventure began with a shaky start. The jumping off base of Raygada arrived at pre dawn and I felt my first tremors of anxiety as I got off at a nearly…
The land of the Avatars
“A journey is like marriage. The certain way to be wrong is to think you control it.” – John Steinbeck And that is exactly how I stumbled upon the least traveled trail of Odisha.…
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