Local women walk down the temple stairs, after admiring the beautiful architecture at Khajuraho.
Sometime around May in 2010 my buddies and I did a road trip across a few states in the North East of India. We found ourselves playing cricket with the army guys posted somewhere at the Indo-China border and later on headed off to the Madhuri Lake. The lake is also known as Shungetser Tso.
After we entered a food coma of sorts, we headed to a chaiwallah who Rahul claimed doled out the closest equivalent of the glorious Irani Chai in Hyderabad.
The Borra Caves are located about 90 kms North of Visakhapatnam (Vizag), in the Ananthagiri hills range of the Eastern ghats in Andhra Pradesh. William King the British geologist discovered the caves in 1807. Borra (which means hole in Oriya) caves are naturally formed and believed to be 150 Mllion years old.
The main entrance of Borra Caves is at an altitude of 705 meters while the interior goes to a depth of 625 meters. The total length of the caves is about 200 meters.
Day 7 of our trip to Jammu and Kashmir. To the Pangong Lake, it was! One of the most beautiful lakes in Ladakh. This is a short account of that day. All these photos were clicked using a Canon 1000D. I could not afford expensive gear back then. :P
The day was slightly overcast. But we decided to make the trip anyway. We hadn’t come all the way to Ladakh to miss the Pangong Lake. We hired an Innova and hit the road. The weather was perfect. A slight drizzle and some cold Himalayan breeze kept us from rolling down our windows. We started our ascent over some mountains and then out of nowhere, snowstorm!
Now, city and village boys that we were, the sight of all this snow around us, was amazing. We were like, “Dude, snow! Look, snow! Everywhere… snow!!” But our driver was not too impressed. Apparently, all this snow was not a good sign. He wasn’t pleased. And, after a while, neither were we. The roads were slippery and our car started to drift as we climbed up the mountain. All this drifting would have been a whole load of fun, had it not been for the crazy altitude we were at. Skidding off the Himalayas is a really big “Nope!” for anyone.
Travelling around India over the past few years, gave me the opportunity to witness a ton of sunsets. A bunch of sunrises too, but then you know how lazy I could get sometimes, especially when I have to wake up early in the morning. I’ve wintnessed sunsets at Jammu & Kashmir, Kanyakumari, Arunachal Pradesh and Goa. That basically takes care of North, South, East and West. Okay, maybe I need to witness a sunset at Gujarat, then I would be able to tick off the Extreme West. Bottom line is, I’ve seen a ton of sunsets, and I’ve put them all here for your viewing pleasure, in no particular order, with a short snippet of each evening.
We were on our way to Srinagar and had to make our way past the Zoji La. These are photos shot before we started the long journey through the crazy terrain of the Zoji La (also known as the Zoji La Pass). The landscape was out of the world. Jammu and Kashmir truly living up to being a paradise on earth.
Train journeys however, are always spent with my nose buried in a book, if not looking out of the bars of the windows at the speeding world outside, moving forward or backward, depending on which side of the berth you are sitting. The fleetingness of everything beautiful and ugly, just passing by relentlessly, is sometimes unsettling. Like a life on fast forward with you playing the role of an inconsequential observer with absolutely no control over anything. A tiny speck of insignificance hurtling through the labyrinth of humankind.
Despite the fact that that Kerala has been made into a concept — a ‘God’s own Country’ to be bottled, packaged, repackaged and sold to spend-happy honeymooners from India and tourists across the globe. Despite all the travel clichés, must-do lists and wellness holiday fads involving Ayurveda, Kalaripayattu and Kathakali. Despite all the marketing genius in their tourism campaigns, there’s a wild, untamed quality to Kerala’s beauty.
Lakshmi, the temple elephant indulges in a short nap while her mahout and excited tourists lavish her with attention and bathe her.