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It is Sunday morning and the roads leading to Chandni Chowk are deserted. We cross the chaotic merry-go-round of Connaught Place in a trice and …
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It is Sunday morning and the roads leading to Chandni Chowk are deserted. We cross the chaotic merry-go-round of Connaught Place in a trice and …
I am looking out of the window of my room in Sindhudurg at the rain crashing down, as I sip the ginger tea (my fourth …
This piece on Fort Kochi appeared in HT Cafe on Saturday as ‘Historical Potboiler’… Walking out of St. Francis church, I see a tour guide …
My piece on the Culture Aangan homestays in Sindhudurg appeared in yesterday’s Mid day – here it is… *** ‘Safety on the roads is safe …
The simit vendor shakes his fist at me. He is tired of tourists taking photographs of him and his pretty sesame-flecked looped bread without buying …
This is the second part to All that glitters: Amritsar photoessay… A photoessay on the Wagah Border circus – or ceremony, if you will. Flag-sellers …
This piece appeared in yesterday’s Sunday Mid-day as ‘How google almost ruined my holiday’ – I had initially titled the piece ‘Death by google’ 🙂 …
It is 50 years since the Dalai Lama came to India – this is a photoessay that appeared in Sunday Mid-Day (April 05) on my …