“Here on the edge of Hell stands Harlem……….

Remembering the old lies, the kicks in the back, they told us to be patient……………”  Langston Hughes     Yale Collection of American Literature, Beinecke Rare Book and Manuscript Library     In a strange mix up I ended standing many blocks further from 310 W, exiting the subway to the sounds of a couple yelling…

Dancing on Water

                  How could I ever write a travel blog and never once seduce you with the charms of my home state, Goa, where you will find, nestled in the South, a picturesque village called Chandor. It used to be known as Chandrapur, in its halcyon days of…

Why do we love penguins?

I really have no answer to this query. It appears everyone cashes in on penguins sometime or the other. They feature either as sidekicks (as when they captained a ship in the animation flick ‘Madagascar’) or as protagonists (in ‘Happy feet’) or individualists, like Pingu (a Swiss stop-motion claymated television series created by Otmar Gutmann)….

Why would you picnic on the banks of the Seine?

It appears to be a mainstay on every itinerary that concerns Paris. Visitors to the city swear by a picnic on the Seine. Well, it is probably the most sensible way you can avoid the thronging crowds at the Louvre or the innumerable pedestrians on the left bank. So that’s what we did. Escaped the…

Displacing the drudgery of the African Safari

When the novelty of watching yet another giraffe, zebra or elephant wears thin, you begin to look to other visual stimuli. In the days where our visual senses are assaulted constantly, our attention spans reduced to a bare minimum to conserve precious nervous energy I reckon, even a Safari can be borne with equanimity for…