I’ve written about Northeast India many times that I thought the region receives no introduction in my future posts (like this one where I’m writing about homestays in northeast India). I was, of course, wrong. I recently finished Patrick Rogers’ The Green Unknown. I find […]
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. […]
We all have those unexpected, funny, weird and memorable experiences at the immigation desk, usually in a new destination in a foreign country. Last September, I was visiting India for the third time on a new evisa. I arrived at the Kempegowda International Airport (KIA) […]
Coming from the beautiful island of Sri Lanka, not a day passes without a cup of piping hot tea in our lives. Nathan loves his tea with a little milk, while I am a huge fan of Indian masala chai (tea) where tea leaves are […]
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, […]
“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 […]