DARJEELING DREAMS I remember spinning through the dripping forests as we climbed into the hills on the rickety bus from New Jalpaiguri to Darjeeling: I had a thought I had never had before. I thought how lovely it would be to have a baby and I could see the sweet...
Once upon a time, a Queen told a traveller to send her son, the King a message down the valley. That traveller was me… Spiti Valley: photo by Tej Ram It’s been a while since my last travel blog. Well, I’ve been travelling. But I’m still going...
All of us want to find the hidden paradise beyond this world. Well, I did at least. In the middle of my final exams at university, I met a Tibetan lama in the northeast lakes of County Cavan. He was the first in history to settle there, and was a great curiosity to...
Delhi my Underworld “Once through this ruined city did I pass I espied a lonely bird on a bough and asked ‘What knowest thou of this wilderness?’ It replied: ‘I can sum it up in two words: ‘Alas, Alas!” ― Khushwant Singh, Delhi Delhi has risen and fallen many...
I’m thinking about water, for this blog. I mean we lie around beaches and lollop in the waters for our de-stress from the distress of the rapidity of our lives and this to me is like a return to the waters of our mothers. We need the comfort of the...
If Gokarna is the Cow’s Ear, then I am a flea, or a mite or, as always, the Fretful Midge. I travel with trepidation and exhilaration. Before you travel anywhere, no matter how much or how little you know about it beforehand, you have a little picture of how...
