On the road: Gangtok to Darjeeling


As we were stepping out of the hotel room, we saw a tall, broad man peering through the viewfinder of a DSLR. The SUV behind him was open and the valet placed our bags in the boot. As we closed the door, the driver kept his camera on the front passenger seat and hopped in.… Continue reading On the road: Gangtok to Darjeeling

Incoherent poetry


No matter how late it might get No matter where I am, I've learnt the hard way; It's wise to take public transit And avoid the traffic jam. I knew the traffic was bad. But I never expected the roads of Delhi to be so bad. Today it took me two hours to travel a… Continue reading Incoherent poetry