Yoga City Yatra: The Rishikesh Runaround
by“You picked the absolute worst time to come to Rishikesh,” said Shoshana, the Angrezi (Anglo) proprietress of Kripalu Yoga Ashram. She was referring not…
“You picked the absolute worst time to come to Rishikesh,” said Shoshana, the Angrezi (Anglo) proprietress of Kripalu Yoga Ashram. She was referring not…
We arrived in Mussoorie on Sunday morning, exhausted, sheets of rain coming down, after an all-night bus ride from Dharamsala. Mussoorie was a place…
Far north of the disastrous flooding in Mumbai, we are, nevetheless, soaking up our share of the monsoon deluge that has caused so much…
“Adventure is a path. Real adventure — self-determined, self-motivated, often risky — forces you to have firsthand encounters with the world. The world the…
Ah, the Golden Temple. A worthy site indeed. We were the only westerners among thousands of Sikhs, for whom a visit to this place,…
We skipped the flag lowering ceremony at the Wagha border — a much-hyped event in which Pakistani and Indian soldiers try to out-shout, out-march,…
I could have named this entry “Lahore Lovin’†or some other such city-centric title; the fact is, though, our four-day experience in Pakistan’s ancient…
Days and adventures roll into each other and I realize that I left a few dangling threads back in Islamabad. I’ll wrap up what…
