A lifetime is not enough

A friend shared some phenomenal documentaries with me about two weeks ago. One of the most enriching gifts I have received. Ever since, I have been addicted to watching them. There's this greed. To know more, see more, absorb more, about everything thats under, on and above this Earth. And what I've seen so far cannot be put into words. You have to watch it for yourself. The Crimson Wing and Home are just two examples of what lies out there. Unimaginable landscapes and behaviour patters of animals. Overwhelming.

Having watched a dozen of these documentaries has made me realise that none of us will never get to see even half of this gorgeous planet before we die. Yes, never. I am certain. The parts that are worth seeing that is.

So, so, tragic.

Travel as many times as you can. Explore as much as you can. And when you can't, try and get your hands on some such documentaries and books. Trust me, what you see on television on National Geographic and Animal Planet is just not enough. And once you've seen and read more, don't curse me if that wanderlust increases double fold. :)

The Ganges in Mumbai

Yet another discovery in Mumbai. A photography spree took me to Banganga, a hidden tank in Walkeshwar which supposedly has water flowing in it from the Ganges. How much truth there is in that, no one will ever know. But here's what I found out.

Read my piece on Banganga here: The India Tube.

"Kem Che Dikra?"

These long breaks are becoming a habit now. Sorry, but a lot has happened since May (the last post) and it has everything to do with Broken Compass. Shall write about the rather exciting and eventful journey of Broken Compass in another post.

This one is about my latest article which has been published on The India Tube website. An article about a community I love dearly. 

The Parsis. 

My love affair with the Parsi community began 14 years ago when I first met my bubbly, curly haired, mad baawi (a common term used for Parsi women) roommate at AWWA hostel, Mumbai. I would have never guessed then, that over the years, she would become one of my closest friends, and through her life, family and friends, I would become so close to her community and its culture. Post our hostel days, we ended up staying at her parents’ home in Tata Co-op Housing Colony, Elphinstone (just one of the many Parsi colonies in Mumbai). Over the 3 years that I lived there, I saw a very different side of the city. One that is a very integral part of it, yet, poles apart from the fast paced indifference that Mumbai stands for.

Here is my article on The Baugs of Mumbai.

Of new beginnings...

Remember the 'new venture' I mentioned in one of my earlier posts. The one that kept me from blogging for a while. Well, it's finally launched and on it's way.

Ever since I started traveling extensively, and began helping friends and family plan their trips on and off, I had it in my head that one day I would want to own a 'holiday planning' company. One that would make life easy for everyone by helping them at every stage; from the minute they thought of going on a holiday - through their planning - till they were off! 

A couple of months ago, I found myself having a discussion about this with a friend who had the same thought. Wonder of wonders. So we decided, instead of becoming competitors, why not pool in our resources and start this together. After all, we were both equally passionate about it.

And so, after much planning and numerous discussions, came about Broken Compass, Manjari Verma and Avani Patels brainchild. A company very close to our heart. A company we are slowly but steadily building on. Yes, we are new but we know what we do. And we make sure we do it well. 

It's a nice feeling to watch your dream turn into reality. To work for yourself. Every long working day and sleepless night seems worthwhile now. Every penny spent on making this happen seems well worth it. For now, we just hope people like what we do and things only get better. 

Wish us luck.

And yeah, happy tripping all! :)

A secret revealed on The India Tube

Weekend trips around Mumbai meant Lonavala-Khandala, Matheran or Karjat, but ten years ago. Today, there are a whole lot of places around screaming to be discovered. Quaint little, off-beat places. Places with character. Places that teach you something. Places where you can unwind. And one such hidden wonder, by location and by name, is Hideout. I am glad I visited it and gladder still to be able to share the experience with you.

The article was very recently published on The India Tube website. 

Click here to read it: A secret worth sharing