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An Evening with MLTR in Kathmandu – Concert Report
Read more: An Evening with MLTR in Kathmandu – Concert ReportIt was a cold November evening in Kathmandu, when a charismatic and heavily husky-voiced Nepali pop-cum-rock star, Sabin Rai, finally sang his last song to hand over control to the Masters-of-Ceremony Prosen and Malvika once again. And this time, the duo duly looked over the ushering in of a blue ambience, with the image of…
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A Tryst with the Thar: Jodhpur and Jaisalmer
Read more: A Tryst with the Thar: Jodhpur and JaisalmerMarch 2014. Spring was here, again, bringing with it pangs of fernweh – a feeling of ‘far-sickness’, a longing for distant places – nagging away at my being. The train of heartbreak had barely left the station, all the more reason why I needed to get away in the opposite direction, all on my own,…
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A Wandering in Mewar: Udaipur and Chittorgarh
Read more: A Wandering in Mewar: Udaipur and ChittorgarhMarch 2013. It was that time of the year again – the spring slowly receding to give way to the advancing heat of the Delhi summer. If I did not make my foray into Rajasthan now, then I would have to wait till the monsoons had gone. After testing the waters with a short venture…
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A Jaunt through Jaipur
Read more: A Jaunt through JaipurMarch 2012. Spring was drawing to a close, and before the Delhi summer started knocking on the city’s doors, I decided, emboldened by first ever solo trip from the previous year, to set out on my next solo trip – my first ever trip to Rajasthan. My fascination with Rajasthan had begun while growing up…
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Postcards from Dharamshala: The First Solo Trip
Read more: Postcards from Dharamshala: The First Solo TripApril 2011. I remember it like it was yesterday. My first ever solo trip. My friends who had planned a Dharamshala trip with me for the Good Friday weekend ditched me at the last moment. But I had already made up my mind, and so I set out all alone. I simply lugged my backpack,…
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Dreams in Water
Read more: Dreams in WaterSoon it’s going to rain in the villages,Mixed reactions will describe visages,Yes, there had been a drought for sure-Old wretched lady, wrought torture! Dusty children play in dusty lanes,Armed with marbles, pebbles, canes,They don’t know they’re going to warSoon, since the showers are not very farAway, they don’t know what to call it-A boon or…
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