Marveling at every second creature I spot, including people, while my fellow travelers roll their eyes at me, is what makes the whole journey worthwhile. And this is how I get my high while traveling.
Owing to the Velas turtle festival during the turtle nesting and hatching season, there are more tourists in the village than residents! Turtles have been around for almost 110 million years; they have seen dinosaurs live and perish. What fascinates me the most about sea turtles, besides their long run on our planet, is that they faithfully return to their birth site to nest.
I always thought of Ooty as a place only fit for honeymooners: cold, hilly and romantic. “Ooty and me? no way,” used to be my usual response.
When we reached Ooty, I noticed horses thronged this place as much as the tourists. I was convinced that I was not going to regret the trip. I gave all the must visit tourist spots especially the suicide points a miss for another time I might feel suicidal and explored the not so touristy and suicidal side of Ooty.
When I talk about trekking in the Himalayas, sometimes people ask me, “What is the point in walking or climbing aimlessly from one point to another, in rugged climate and terrain at that.” I was never able to answer that question. In fact I gave into the idea that it was pointless. During my recent trip to the Himalayas I realized why I was lost for words. Even if I tried, it would be a futile exercise. To express what it feels like to be surrounded by the Himalayas is beyond language.
Here I realized it was possible to walk in the clouds but without Keanu Reeves by my side. The white fluffy clouds descended so low on the town that it literally passed through people strolling on the narrow streets and made the town look like it was floating dreamily. For the first time I saw, between clouds, many Tibetan monks flooding the streets in bright maroon robes and shaved heads; men and women alike. McLeod Ganj is the headquarters of Tibetan government (in exile.) Icing on the cake was I saw Dalai Lama at the monastery and heard his discourse to the Tibetan monks, in the language I didn’t follow. I vividly remember the knickknacks and souvenir shops were, very lazily, manned by the Tibetans. Clearly their lives didn’t depend on the shops. And the travelers and hippies from across the globe added a hint of exoticism to the town. It had an air of a paradise.
As a kid the very sound of market excited me, because of its association with the pleasant prospect of shopping, much to my father’s dismay. The sound of shopping still excites me and the reason remains the same. However, now that I have to pay my own bills, I reluctantly learnt to sidetrack myself by means of a camera. Hail street photography!
Being a city dweller and coming from a place where anything I need is at a call, click of a button or Mum away, Kuveshi took my traditional beliefs on a roller coaster ride and restructured them for good.
It is true that in Hampi you can see more boulders and sculptures than you can see stars in the sky. And the locals will casually announce with a satisfactory smirk that it takes not less than one year to explore Hampi in its entirety. If you do not have one year to explore Hampi, […]
Agumbe – A perfect anytime getaway for wildlife enthusiasts If you’re like me, a little stupid and love quaint little villages and gregarious denizens, Agumbe is for you. If you’re like me, a little weird and love incessant rains, a plethora of glistening little shrubs, tall trees in all shades of green, yellow and brown; […]
And then you can ride a boat till paradise, I mean, beach. Smell of the sea, sound of the water, Seagulls soaring high up against the sun studded sky, water sparkling like diamonds, beautiful view of the horizon. Indeeed it feels like paradise.