I woke up late that morning. As I crinkled my eyes open, I found Nidhi’s room filled with sunlight. The view was spectacular–there lay the beautiful Himalayas right outside the window smiling slyly and asking me to get the f up. As I sat outside in the verandah looking at the mountains, while slowly exhaling the smoke out of my nose, I wondered how different this morning was from my usual Mumbai mornings. Continue reading
As I began to write this post, I got distracted for the fifth time in the last five minutes. And how can one not? There lay a beautiful panorama of the glorious, gigantic Himalayas right in front of my eyes, while I sipped the perfectly made lemon-ginger-honey tea sitting in the balcony of a quaint coffee cum book shop (with free WiFi) in McLeod Ganj.
I had quit my steady, well-paying journalism job a little more than a week ago and like many people of my age wanted to ‘find myself’. Actually no, let me correct that. Most people my age are married, having babies or getting engaged faster than Vishwanathan Anand’s chess moves, so let’s just stick to – I wanted to find myself, far away from this dangerous tribe. My last day at work was on Friday and I landed in Delhi on Sunday morning, determined to not waste any precious time. Now before you can think what’s the big deal in that, let me give you a little background of yours truly. Continue reading
Summers are here–and if you’re a Delhi-ite you know exactly how that goes! You feel like a walking-talking ice cream melting away slowly and surely in the sweltering heat. What can be done in such a scenario; where you can look good as well as stay breezy and happy all day? Let me show you exactly that, in this post. Continue reading