“He is Sultan,” said his caretaker on the street outside a makeshift shaadi ka pandal in Aurangabad. He looked every bit of a Sultan, comma...

Kankavli, Maharashtra. 2008. Trust the road you walk on To lead you along, So you’re never lonely When you’ve to walk it alone. Should you r...

Tweet I was pleasantly surprised last weekend to see three motorhomes (alternately called camper vans or RVs as in Recreational Vehicles) pa...

It was not just the poster imagery that drew my attention to it on the pavement outside St. Andrew Church, Bandra. That it was overlaid on a...

Tweet The Concip had already docked and was preparing to offload its catch when we turned right and made for the Cutbona Jetty on a bright...

When I’ve time on my hands like I sometimes do on my occasional trips to Goa, I ride the backroads, chasing silences I like telling myself. ...

This was no ordinary house. That was no ordinary time. And, she was bequeathed no ordinary legacy.

(Varanasi, Uttar Pradesh) Before I let you pass, Tell me, O traveller, What brings you here, And I’ll let you wander among the walls. You’ll...

Past Bethora, the woods barely part, allowing the rider passing glimpses of sloping roofs of formerly bright hued Mangalore tiles weathered ...

I met Tulsabai when we stopped for tea at a roadside hotel in Ballapur, a seemingly non descript hamlet reached from Aurangabad off Sillod a...

A little over a year ago, living rooms across Mumbai and outlying suburbs resonated to news anchors announcing breathlessly that the dreaded...