A rose for Babur: The Aram Bagh
My heart, like the bud of the red, red rose
Lies fold within fold, aflame;
Would the breath of even a myriad springs
Blow my heart’s bud…
Even I'm done
One more Halloween. And more of Pirates and Jokers, Grim Reapers and Draculas. Isn’t it strange that in a country inundated with faith healers, psychic mediums, temple oracles,…
First blank then incredulous stares are flung my way when I ask a local the way to Taj Mahal.
‘In a city that grew around the Taj, you don’t know the…
Oh, alright: Bernie is angry too
Bernie Ecclestone is to Formula One what N Srinivasan is to Indian - and by extension international - cricket. At 82, the patriarch of the…
Transports everyone, even Nehru
Disclaimer: You are forgiven if you start to strut about, one hand behind your back, head tilted at an imperious angle. No hard feelings if you…
The gory so far.
A Swiss tourist was gangraped while cycling with a friend from Orchha in Madhya Pradesh to Agra. The assailants – five of them – then decamped with…
Pritilata - one and only
Dogs and Indians were infamously kept away from the clubs and restaurants frequented by Europeans during the colonial days under the British. While we do not…
All the things I could do
If I had a little money… Goes the ABBA hit ‘Money, money, money.’
I, for one, would travel responsibly by taking only direct flights to cut…
All I said was ‘Tashi Delek!’
One Tashi Dalek and I was in
Now my camera batteries were getting charged. I polished off one serving of special momos (momos with more…