Travel

One of quaint neighbourhoods with clothes drying in the backyard, elderly Japanese women clomping around in their flat wooden sandals,...

There’s a nip in the air as the jeep winds its way up the hill. A herd of Sambar stands in the middle of the road. Our driver brings the...

My heart is in my throat as the car winds its way around the mountains; the hairpin bends appear in scary regularity. In a matter of...

The first time I saw Mt. Tamalpais in the U.S. years ago, a soupy fog shrouded the mountain. Then, the Sun made a brief but brilliant...

There is perfect symmetry in her pose — her graceful figure complemented by the sensuous expression on her face. I'm gazing at the statue...

Kalambaka - the name sounds like a character out of the Mahabharata, or maybe even the Rig Veda. Certainly not the first name that pops...

Hordes of people sit patiently on the steps in front of a makeshift stage. They seem unfazed by the chilly weather on a December evening....

A realist, in Venice, would become a romantic by mere faithfulness to what he saw before him. Arthur Symons W hen he breaks into an...

" Just the main temple in this area ." Our driver nodded and without a word took the road towards the Banke Bihari temple in...

The melodious notes of a bhajan on Lord Shiva in raag Bhairagi Bhairav resonates in the air. The voice is rich, the atmosphere is...

This article first appeared in The Hindu. Sitting way up high, it seems appropriate that the Temple of Poseidon commands the sea on three...

This article originally appeared in the Metro Plus edition of the Hindu I’m hanging onto dear life climbing up a steep staircase with...

The yellow colour is almost blinding as I catch my first glimpse of the temple. The brightly colored statues lining the walls of the...

This article originally appeared in the Metro Plus edition of the Hindu The Beatles ditty, "The Long and Winding Road" pops into my head...

Summer of 2008 - We stopped in Kaula Lumpur, Malaysia on our way back home. I had a concert lined up at a cultural organization there. On...

This article originally appeared in the Deccan Herald ‘Just a few more to go, you’re almost here!” My husband encourages me as I gasp for...

This article originally appeared in the Metro Plus edition of the Hindu  "Cave Canem" reads the Latin inscription on the floor. "It...

This article originally appeared in the Metro Plus edition of the Hindu Its night when I get into Tokyo from the airport. I reel at the...

As we get off the train at Bhadravati railway station, still groggy eyed, my husband and I trail behind our friends who seem to be the...

This article first appeared in the Sunday edition of Deccan Herald many years back I have seen my share of Ganesh puja visarjans and...