Traveling alone, I attracted a small band of followers as soon as I arrived at the station. The first enlistees, two red-smocked, officially badged suitcase wallahs, boarded my train before it stopped moving. Completely unbidden, one grabbed my suitcase, the other my tote. To carry the bags, they balanced them on their turban-wrapped heads like wacky hats.
Sounds familiar? Read on, this essay about travel to New Delhi is from Washington Post Travel Section.
I only had one wish after reading it, that the author would open her eyes wide and notice that in 2005 there are very few women in Delhi who wear sari. Sometimes, when I go to the malls it is ages after I see anyone in Sari. The sari power is now manifested in other guises.
I started my India travel blog, Travel Tales from India in 2005. In 2016 I realized Travel Tales from India and Abroad better reflected my writings. I love to walk and ride in metros around the world. I have not been everywhere, I am not even close, but it is on my list. I also quit my job as a professor in 2015, it was a happening year! I did a Ph.D. from IIT Kanpur ages ago!
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