I was waiting at a crowded metro station for the train to come. It was hot and sultry, my shirt was sticking to my back. I was dreading the jostle that would follow the arrival of the metro. My companion was oblivious; she seemed not to have a care in the world. The crowd did…
Tagged by JB: My Very Own List
I have stayed away from tags till date. Due to some unexplored and unexplained fear, tags tend to scare me. But when I saw JB tagging her entire blogroll, I decided to play along. What attracted me is the freedom to make my own list. Here is my list of five things that have changed…
Mall in Gurgaon, Inside-Outsite or How Far a Hundered Rupee Note will Go II
Yesterday, I headed toward Sahara Mall to pick my laptop that I had given for repair ages ago. When I drive alone, I always listed to FM. It is full of Valentine’s Day stuff these days. Some poor soul from somewhere called the RJ and said he would be alone on V Day, as he…
Touts Touts Everywhere?
Get down at New Delhi railway station, they will flock you and they are an aggressive lot. As soon as a 2X2 bus reaches the private bus stand in Manali they start running and pasting small piece of papers on the windows to claim the occupants as their own. You go elsewhere in India and…
Keoladeo Bird Sanctuary, Bharatpur: An Excellent Weekend Getaway from New Delhi
Taking advantage of the long weekend because of the Republic Day holiday on Thursday in India, we visited Keoladeo National Park, the famous bird sanctuary at Bharatpur. Let me say at the outset that Seshadri and I are no bird watchers but we are ready to travel at the drop of a hat or even…
Lake Palace, Udaipur used to be his Summer Home
I was attending a one-day conference organized by my institute at The Radisson, Delhi. A speaker was talking about the HRH group of hotels (Historic Resort Hotels). It usually takes me a minute or two to pay real attention to a presentation. I was not in that frame of mind yet. Suddenly I heard the…
On Indian Roads Give me Cows Anyday!
Now, before you start hurling abuses at me for painting a clichéd picture of India, because of this cow talk, have a glass of water or a mug of chai (tea). And then decide for yourself. Yesterday was a bad day. I had to teach a class. And after that when all I wanted was…
How Far a 100 Rupee Note Will Go?
I was visiting my sister and brother-in-law at Noida. A small side agenda was to do some shopping too. I have to buy a business suit for a forthcoming conference. So the idea was simple and this hoarding seems to capture it well, I was looking for some feel good clothes! But the problem with…
The Food that Keeps Me Walking
On my visit to Bharmour, we logged 12 kilometers everyday on foot for three days, one after another! On the first and the third day we could easily have taken a jeep to and from Hadsar, but when H is around such things rarely happen. I protest initially but in the end, the photo opportunities…
Holy Cow? No, Bloody Hell!
I saw the cover at the Daryaganj Sunday Book Market and I was sold over, more so every book at that particular shop was for Rs. 20. That is how I ended up with ‘Holy Cow: An Indian Adventure’ by Sarah Macdonald. Apparently, Ms. Macdonald had visited India in her twenties and had a horrible…