Nathan and I love everything about the mountains. The wee hours of the morning waking up in a small cottage surrounded by the guardian hills, the vagrant breeze that embraces your soul and the yards of sunbathing cardamom groves in quaint hamlets. These are the […]
It all started with a train. It always starts with a train. A few hours before we boarded the Shalimar-Secunderabad Weekend special, we were sitting at the waiting room in Kolkata’s Shalimar Railway Station. In Kolkata, I’ve been to two railway stations. Howrah and Shalimar. […]
Yesterday, my Khasi friend Jonathan checked in to see if I was fine. It turned out that he’s actually enjoying his quarantine days. He wakes up and goes fishing. For Khasis, fishing is their ultimate hobby. Jonathan—or, Jona, as we call him, lives in Shnongpdeng, […]
6 AM. It was mid-January. I remember getting off the train at Howrah. It bustled with sounds. I remember manoeuvring past railway platforms lined with passengers in their deep sleep. They were overnight wanderers waiting for their morning train. Perhaps, late arrivers catching some sleep. […]
“I think we and Sri Lankan people are the same level nice,” says Oksonam, which according to her is extremely nice. Over the years, traveling in Sri Lanka has taught me one thing – it’s that its people, my people, those who live in far […]
She’s beautiful. She glistens in the warmth of the morning light as if she was like a sunkissed carpet of grass decorated with tiny wildflowers. They dance in the soft October breeze. Some of them are painted pastel purple. Others: yellow, pink and lily white.
Some days, during my trips, I sit quietly on new cafes, sipping local coffee. Other days, I, unable to speak the local language, walk past locals, grinning. I observe them from far, quietly.
I chat with Sushila. She’s my host. She lives alone, but with visitors from all over the world, she’s never alone. Her home, now, is a hub where cultures come together. Her home is the birthplace of thoughtful conversations. She makes me sweet tea and offers me chocolate chip cookies.
I solo traveled in Meghalaya for 12 days and while I have so many stories to tell, I thought of writing this guide. You can read my stories from Shillong here and from Mawsynram, here. This guide explains the route I took, places I visited […]
I was on a Facebook video call with my mother and sister when I heard loud giggles outside my door. Two little kids appeared with possibly the biggest smiles I’d seen in a while. Then came their friends. A few minutes back, they were playing […]
Zin traveled to Meghalaya for two weeks and she’s creating a series of posts where she pens down her most cherished experiences. This is the post one of NatnZin’s Meghalaya series. It’s Eid. I’m with Anne. One hearty breakfast and two cups of coffee later, […]
Platform number 5. Hazrat Nizamuddin Railway Station. Purani Dilli. It was 7.30 AM in the morning. We had just gulped down two cups of masala chai for breakfast. Two hours later, a smooth train ride took us to Agra. As soon as we walked out […]