A Tale from Two Cities – Buda & Pest

Travel, I have come to realize, is nothing but seeing, gathering, and sometimes living stories of lands away from home. Some are sad stories, some are joyful stories, some are miraculous, some run-of-the-mill; but they are all tales of people at once similar to and different from those we have grown up around, living lives…

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Love with Prague

I had high expectations of Prague even before I went there. That was mostly because all my female friends who have been there recommended it vehemently to me. “Prague ki feel hi kuch alag hai!” was what I had heard. I didn’t realise that soon enough, but when I did, I knew just the word to qualify…

The wild wild Budapest

Money is a strange thing. It changes not only its color but also its worth as it changes hands and places. And money is truly powerful when things come cheap. For then, it injects shots of greed into your blood and makes you crave for new experiences. And Hungary is an embodiment of that greed.…

Settlement

Click. Click. Pause. Click. With a barely audible whomp, the flame came on. Anish brought the lighter closer to the cigarette dangling precariously from his lips. He took a puff, followed immediately by another, and released the button on the nearly-depleted lighter as his cigarette lit up fully. As he set the lighter down on…

Austria

Austria is in many ways a close kin of Germany, emulating its language as well as rudeness. But it still has its own distinct character. And continuing with my previous articles, if Netherlands is trippy, Austria is musical. And a lot of the accolade goes to arguably the greatest composer of all time, Mozart. There is also this Sound…

Cloudy in Ranchi

It is always cloudy in Ranchi. Before global warming announced its entry in all glory, there used to be more or less just two seasons here - monsoon and winter. Spring was short lived and lasted only for a month, from mid-March to mid-April. And it went away unnoticed since that is a very busy…

चलो, तुमको लेकर चलें

चलो, इंद्रधनुष के अंत तक चलें | सुना है वहाँ परियाँ मटकियों में सोने के सिक्के छिपाती हैं, वहाँ एक सपनों की दुकान करते हैं – हरे गुलाबी रजनीगंधा की खुशबू वाले दिन में टिमटिमाते सपने | उनको कोई ग़रीबन  की बेटी बालों में जूड़े संग गूथ लेगी, या कोई फकीरन का बच्चा आँसुओं संग…