Million Me’s

I felt as if I were with a million people- a million me's.

How I’m Dealing with Writer’s Block

Writing was the glue that kept me close to reality and the dragon that I would hitchhike on to ride and explore the impossibilities of the world.

The actual "Northernmost village of India"

As the rain stopped abruptly, so did his heart’s beat.

I truly apologise to all of you who have wondered where I've been.

With the next bash, she broke down in tears.

Listening close, I could almost hear the mountains and terrains chuckling at the tourists' foolish selves.

After the first day, I thought this trip was going to be a nightmare.

Over 2500 kilometres from where I lived, I felt at home.

In these dire times, what better way to explore the world than read others' travel experiences?