Dalhousie Diaries I… (Chamba)

A wobbly bus and a dubious driver drop us at the secluded Jalandhar bypass at 3 am. Insanely curvy roads and a driver who loves chatting about the health benefits of wine is going to drive us to Chamba which is supposed to be our first stop. In spite of being thoroughly exhausted from the…

Spiti Diaries III… (Home is where the heart is)

Honestly, I hate having to conclude this entire experience in this last post of  Spiti Diaries . There was so much of pondering and reasoning and understanding going on in the backdrop of this back-breaking routine. So many little instances and memories that, looking back, seem like the really memorable and important ones. I wish I…

Spiti Diaries II… (Unpredicted, Unnamed)

As I mentioned in Spiti Diaries I, after days of acclimatizing ourselves to the sparse air in the valley, we make our way to the Bara Shigri Glacier Base Camp. Training starts the very next day. The trek from the base to the glacier is tedious and long. The sturdiest and biggest rock you step…

Darj Diaries… Preface

Too many drafts have been scraped before I sit to write this again. Too many documents deleted to start with a blank tablet again.. Memories of my last month in Darjeeling (and moving ahead to Sikkim) have been running in my head off and on, and yet now as I sit to write this, my…