I think; therefore I am. I want to express myself; therefore I blog.
It's been 2.5 yrs since I have written anything here. I would attribute the major portion of the reason behind not writing to laziness closely trailed by the lack of motivation to write. Maybe, it's the way the micro-blogging in FB and Instagram molded me. It's better late than never! In the past 2.5 years, …
If you haven't read the first part, here's the link: Temple Run #1 I took the super affordable Air Asia for my maiden solo backpack trip. Big shout out to Deepak who was nice to come and drop me at Hyderabad Airport. Waiting in the airport for Air Asia counters to open, I went through a wave …
This is the first post in the series of posts that talks about my experiences in Cambodia. I fondly call it as Temple Run – the title that perfectly sums up my adventures in Cambodia. When I talked about my trip to friends, family or even the backpackers whom I met during my journey, I was asked lot of …
The story of how I found my travel buddy to join me for a dream trip to Bhutan.
The best part of my story was that it started with my plan to travel to a place I thought I knew like a pro on a bike that I wasn’t sure if I could ride. Welcome to bag packing and travel at will!
The white colored innova stops right in front of the gate erasing the muggu* with its tyres. The chauffeur opens the door and a young man in his late twenties steps out. He is welcomed by a garland of flowers and smiles of the crowd waiting for his arrival. The music band starts to play …
In case you haven't, read the first part: The First Meet, and the second part: St. Joseph's, before you read further! On the road to Saddharma Sadan... It was dark and he was waiting on the road that leads to the Saddharma Sadan - NIT's girls hostel. He looked at his watch and it was not working. …
Continue reading "‘Diary of an Introvert’ – Part 3: The First Kiss"
2 days back, I woke up to see my social media timeline filled with posts like “I am Charlie Hebdo” “This is the death of Freedom of Press! #RIPmankind” “The only way to respond is to share the cartoons of Charlie Hebdo and see how many people can those terrorists kill” The messages carried out a strong emotion. The …
Continue reading "Je ne suis pas Charlie Hebdo (I AM NOT CHARLIE HEBDO)"
In case you haven't, you can read the first part of 'Diary of an Introvert' : The First Meet before you read further. 10 June 1995 “I want to sit at the corner”, I said firmly banging my fist on the desk. “I am sitting here. And Francina Ma’am told me sit here”, she fought back. …
Continue reading "‘Diary of an Introvert’ – Part 2: St. Joseph’s"
23 December, 2009 “80401037” “Are you sure?” I gave a sarcastic look. He left the counter and started to flip through the cards on the table. After waiting patiently for a considerable amount of time, he returned back with my library card. It was an irritating ritual to carry out before the books are issued. …
Continue reading "‘Diary of an Introvert’ – Part 1: The First Meet"
“Why should I sponsor your fest? What’s in it for me?” “Who do you want to see in the seminars??” “Why Council?” “Pitch!!” “No fish market” “Common! Cut the crap!” And many more such liners… The last one week has been fantabulous. Probably, one of my most memorable experiences at NMIMS. I still remember each …
“Who is your role-model?”, She asked looking into my eyes. “I don’t have one!”, I replied. “How come you don’t? See your friend Santosh has one, Bhavana has one. whom do you want to be...” “I want to be like Mahesh Babu…”, I replied stopping her mid-way. This was an anecdote narrated by a 5 …
She...She stood there, with her left hand holding her freely left right hand at the wrist and her legs slightly crossed. The heels of the cream colored sandals complimented the light navy blue formal trouser that she wore. The short white top and the scarf she wore today are like made for each other. Her …
Sunil Speaks... 