A Thousand Mornings

Category: travel

  • The silent lullaby

    The waves ran back and forth caressing the wooden hull, swaying it ever so slightly. Within the enclosure, my eyes grew heavy, lulled by the silent whispering of the sea. The wind came as a co-conspirator, making me sink deeper into the blankets. On my first night aboard Samaira, the houseboat that we had picked…

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  • A trip on the religious side

    A trip on the religious side

    It’s quiet outside. Just a few men in white drapes, clung over their shoulders and wrapped at the waist. The women trailing behind are in black burqas; the younger ones, in colourful long scarves that reach their fingers. Scrambling in the opposite direction, Labaik on our lips as taught by the maulana, we enter the…

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  • On the tiger’s trail

    An hour away from the chilly air of Ooty, you will see peacocks strutting on the sidewalks as if out on a daily routine. A little ahead, a family of langurs (monkeys) perched on the dividers and trees will eye you cautiously as you pass by in your car/jeep. And just like that, a herd of…

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  • Three Women in a boat

    There were three of us – me, mom and my sis. We had just reached Gateway to catch the boat. Well, technically it was a ferry boat, with more than a dozen people on board but that doesn’t matter. If you haven’t taken a ferry ride before, you definitely must. Barring the queue, the mad…

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