A tailor usually takes pride over the fine cut, the thread even, but Saheb gloated over the fabric. “This kind of wool you get only in the Garhwal region.” He said…

The horizon fringed by jagged snowlines is recurring but not repetitive. You wrestle figuring the Gauri Peak from the Barmal but the white-capped ballad that plays out before you very…

Driving in the hills is as much about skills as it is being courteous and considerate The pickup truck swung at a squirming angle, automotive viscera vulnerable in a groaning metallic…

Jadan would have passed by like any other town in rustic Rajasthan during midday – an ochreous vastness permeating in all directions, including upwards, which turns out to be buildings…

For a full ignoble minute I remember thinking Conan – Barbarian and Destroyer – was right. These halitosis hurricanes ought to be thwacked. 'Camel milk' sends shivers down some spines I lay…

Dear dad, mom At Madame Tussauds I am hoping by now one of my – four – sisters would have told you about my blog Wanderink.com. Mom, a blog is essentially a…

Doda in these parts is not just for the anchorite or the ailing, it’s for everybody. It is a permanent fixture in riyan or ceremonies like weddings or housewarming and…

'Whoa' goes the babul Angrezi babuls scramble from both sides eager for a prickly embrace, turns around with a ‘whoa’ just as you pass. We sped along a spit of a…

Self decapitation by a Kakatiya warrior Decapitated, defiled or deified, the human body has always enjoyed centre stage in Indian art. Whether the unabashed exploration of the sexual we see in…