A Fresh Start : Travel Genes

This Diwali we decided to do something new... after getting married and migrated to a new city, it takes months to settle down and adjust to new surroundings. So now that the dust is settling down, we (me and my hubby) decided to satisfy 2 BAD habits that we have : I being a food junkie and he being a travel crazy. So i happily volunteered myself to be the foodie while he being the photographer while on the travel.


And the final result is Travel Genes ! A culture travelogue from the roads less traveled.


A long cherished dream of becoming a professional blogger mixed with travel adventures and finger licking food... Looking forward to many new vistas to explore...

Travel Genes

Old wine in a new bottle...

Today, teaching is being re-defined throughout the world. Present day teachers face challenges like never before. Never in the worst of my nightmares have I ever dreamt a student could ask a teacher, “Ma’am, have you had champagne?” Not only is the teacher’s role being re-defined, but the relationship between a teacher and student is gaining new dimensions. We are not only guides and guardians, but now we have to be friends with the student in order to strike a rapport with them for the sheer reason that they will actually start listening to you.

The Man in the Glass -by Anonymous

When you get what you want in your struggle for self
And the world makes you king for a day.
Just go to the mirror and look at yourself
And see what that man has to say.

A School System with a Difference...

The college had organized an educational excursion as a part of the B.Ed programme this year to Rural Bodh in the Alwar district of Rajasthan on the 12th and 13th March, 2010. We reached Bodh on the 12th night, where we spent the night in the guest house of Bodh. It was only on the 13th morning that we got a chance to visit some of the Bodh schools. It was an enlightening experience.

My dream is to fly over the rainbow so high...

At some point of time or the other in our lives we all wish that things were different… Atleast a little bit, u know. Is unsatisfaction the eternal condition of mankind? Aira had met few people in her life who were satisfied with whatever they had and how their lives were. Maybe, just one or two. She could not understand. Was it she who was hankering after things to be perfect? Was she a perfectionist? One thought led on to another as she kept thinking.

To Life, Love and Friendship! Happy Birthday, Kasturi!!!

Life means: A winter evening, 2 friends, 2 bottles of beer or even 2 mugs of coffee…. does it matter? Whether you drink vodka, or coffee for that matter, is immaterial. When you are

What do Women Want?!?!

Frankly speaking, the answer is not that simple. This statement, I hope, is a relief for many guys who, after reading the title, must be thinking that this post is another of those pro-feminist articles. I am not talking of the movie, What Women Want, either. Also, to assure you, this is not one of those “top results” lists. So let us see what this is going to be all about.

His Story...

He woke up before her. She was still sleeping peacefully beside him. She looked so innocent, he almost wanted to kiss her, the sweet and romantic good morning kiss one sees in the movies. But that would wake her up, and he didn’t want to wake her up especially since lately she has been working her ass off at the newspaper firm. Suddenly he felt the pangs of guilt. Was he doing the right thing? They were from two completely different worlds and that’s why he couldn’t promise her a future. She had said she didn’t care whether she would ever end up with him. All that mattered for her was her love for him. But did he love her that much? Did he love her at all? The question puzzled him. He couldn’t find an answer to that. So he just brushed off the thought from his head as he brushed off all other uneasy thoughts and walked out of the room.

Her Story...

She came out of the bedroom wearing his shirt. She was still reeling from the intense passion of the night, the day seemed too bright for her. He was sitting on the couch and reading the newspaper with a cup of coffee in his hands. He looked distant and detached, that look in his eyes pained her, and each time she saw the look she almost hated herself for loving someone so much who, it seemed, didn’t care enough for her.

My Last Love

I fell in love with you while making tea for you,

I fell in love with you while fighting with you,

I fell in love with you while you denied your love for me,

I fell in love with you while video-chatting with you on skype,

And now I don’t know how to undo that love.

Tamaso ma jyotirgamaya...

Lighting the lamp of true knowledge to dispel darkness of ignorance looming large on our minds is the need of the day. `Tamso Ma Jyotirgamaya’ (Lead me from darkness unto light); so prays the devotee to God. The prayer mantras seeking light are recited in broad daylight. Does one pray for light of the day during daytime when sun is shining bright? Certainly not. Without emphasizing the obvious we may say that it is the inner darkness that needs to be dispelled.

Of Life, Marriage & Guys...

Ruchi’s question on facebook about what can make a marriage work started me thinking. This is not the first time I have thought about it, and whenever I think that I will get married myself one day it gives me cold feet. The reason for the cold feet is precisely the fear that the marriage might not work. My failed relationships of the past have taught me a lot of things, to think the way I do, to be able to take responsibility for my actions, but they have also made me increasingly pessimistic… will I ever find true love (marriage of mind and body)?Recently one of my friends dated a guy for a few days. They were great together, I mean they had great chemistry. But there was a fuck up as is mandatory for most good things. He is younger to her, naturally, in a country like India it is difficult to visualize a future under such circumstances.

What do I write...

Now that I have decided to publish... I am wondering on the mood and the tone of my blog. Is it to be a happy blog- where I record all moments that made me happy? Or is it to be a sad one- where I put down those really unhappy times? Or shall I just flow with the tide (I hate clichés!)…and make a note of whatever happens when it does?

I hate making decisions- well, that is supposed to be characteristic of my sun sign- “Cancer”. I discovered this sun sign thing pretty late… later than I discovered that I hated making decisions!