The dramatic precipice of the World’s End is located halfway of a 9 kilometers hiking route through the Horton Plains National Park. The name "World's End" fasc...
One of my most beautiful memories of Sri Lanka is of the painted cave temple of Dambulla. I liked the little Sinhalese town as much as the site itself and staye...
The access to the Taj Mahal (at least the one we took) was so horrible that by the time we reached the entrance, I was actually wondering if it was worth all th...
My first trip to the Taj Mahal happened some years back when on a weekend my daughter and I ventured out on a road trip to Agra. It was during winter vacation a...
On a sunny afternoon of 1893, an English archaeologist, Edmund William Smith from the Archaeological Survey of India stares at a pristine marble tomb in Agra an...
Veiled gossiping women with babies on their hips stared at us as we walked by. The air was scented with green guavas and clusters of young litchis swayed in a m...
The next morning dawned bright as a new coin and Suzdal looked glorious. I woke up to the sight of rows of drying laundry against red autumn foliage and a lazy ...
Suzdal in Russia is timeless and the reason is the lack of train connectivity. In 1824 when the local merchants failed to convince the government to build a Tra...
This is one of my favourite photos. It was taken during my Altai Krai road trip. The autumn colours that day were warm and mellow and the broken down car seemed...
On a desolate splendor of this autumn night
We listen to the serene call of the gleaming moonlight
Deciduous trees stand tall to acclaim its magnificence
Con...