Kabira and His Beginning
Once upon a time, there was a shepherd named Kabira, who longed to live across the bridge with his sheep. He had a small hut, a small shed, and a small no of sheep in the herd. His income from the…
Untrodden Shivaliks: A Trek to Mansar via Dhergarh
Set amidst the Shivalik Hills in Udhampur district, the picturesque Mansar Lake has for long beguiled the interest of pilgrims and picnickers.…
Never To Look Back
As if the new world out there is down and dusted, leaving nothing but stones; to hit and get hit. Hit Hit…
Everything, Everywhere
A known friend of mine once asked me if I knew what was the most important thing to do in life. I…
Lantern You/Me
Well, it’s not about me and you and maybe it’s also not about the world either. This shifting place from my feet…
Cyclewala (The Cyclist)- V
“There’s a river that keeps on flowing. There’s a sun that keeps on staring and there’s a life that keeps on going.” …
Cyclewala (The Cyclist)- IV
When the whole world seemed burning down into angry ashes, he swept into the ocean of his favorite books shutting the doors…
Cyclewala (The Cyclist)- III
Dear Diary, Life is lonely here. Even if you will stay, the tides will rub you off. It’s like a gypsy soul is better these days. Nothing to care about, nothing to veil, and nothing to look back. I broke…
Cyclewala (The Cyclist)-II
“Two days off the shore and the world forgets you are the sailor!”. Mysticism never ends neither did his stamina. His paddling…
Cyclewala (The Cyclist) – I
“What’s up for me?” This brings the biggest confusion in one’s life. And with the onus of leading this conversation, he decided…