Travel

Solo Train Journeys are fun. In its own way. You get to see people, talk with them, learn about them, which is pretty cool. I saw this guy at Aluwye railway station, he is a Malayali settled in Madhya Pradesh. The guy got jute business.

I felt a chill through my spine the moment I stepped my foot on Munnar. It was so damn cold. My hands were frozen. I couldn’t feel my finger tips. The cold breeze was feeding my body with numbness. The valley was misty. And I

Last September I took a huge vacation that not much people came to know about. It was during the Onam Vacation and I wasn’t at home for the whole week. Thinking why I am writing about it now? Simply because I am fed up of

Bangalore was a bit different that night. Maybe because all the roller coasters made me think so. I love this city. It’s young, cool, smart, rich and it always grows. A place where you feel you are up for anything. I thought I hated donuts.

What’s the best part about a trip? Of course the journey. And what’s the best part of the journey? The road. This one and maybe a couple of more posts is gonna be about the tour that I took with my classmates. And it was

Sunday morning felt so good, only for a moment, my mom was yelling at me to go to church. Until afternoon everything went quite. But then, I started to pack. I always had that problem of forgetting something. So this time, I made a list.