Category: Humor

Chasing autumn colors in Kiel, Germany

Chasing autumn colors in Kiel Last year was my first European autumn colors experience. The changing colors of autumn foliage affected me so much so that I even bought a winter jacket in yellow to match the season’s color. I wrote about it here.  Thanks to my yellow jacket, my friends started spotting me from […]

Humor, Inspiration, Nature, Photo Essays, Wildlife-Nature

Of horse riding and falling in Germany

Of riding and falling in Germany.
If I were my instructor I would have secretly hoped that I would have a smallish accident, break a bone or two and never return. Thank God, for I was not my instructor.

Horse riding, Humor

A day in the town of rum, aka Flensburg

When my university announced an excursion, a day in the town of rum aka Flensburg, I imagined a noisy factory with soiled, scandalous looking, reeking men working underground. The brewery actually had minimal manual labor with tanks the size of Eiffel tower and a data centre to monitor the whole process.

Europe, Germany, Humor, Wanderlusting

My first impression of Kiel

However, my first impression of Kiel lasted only one night. I went out the next day, I couldn’t believe that there were no smokers on the streets, and then it dawned on me that there were no people on the streets. I could literally count the number of people walking on the streets on the fingers of one hand, perhaps two but not more for sure.

Europe, Germany, Humor, Photo Essays, Wanderlusting

All in the name of fasting

With a few morsels dangling around the mouth and a lot of it melting inside it we go out and proudly, spraying the morsels that had difficulty melting, announce to the world that we are fasting and thus, fulfil our duty as responsible children. All the kids fasting in new clothes gather and talk elaborately about how we didn’t eat for 2 long hours and exchange Peanut, Rava and Besan laddus made especially for the fasting day for extra energy.

Humor

Sister and her boy troubles

Sister and I are two years and six inch apart. I’m two years older and six inch shorter, to be more precise. Talk about being on the wrong side of everything and I’ll appear. She is also (saying this with a heavy heart) pretty or at least that’s what some people say.

Humor
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