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Our flight touches down in Dimapur and the stewardess makes an announcement that the airline has lived up to its promise of landing on-tim..

My cousin Jayakrishnan (JK) has been working hard to set up a ‘Tinkering lab’ in a school in our village; the one where he did his early e..

This is one of those little joys of life (the micro-happiness bits) that helps you keep going when nothing else is really working for you:..

As I have probably mentioned in one of my earlier posts, it was around the time that my son was born – way back in 2003 – that I actually ..

So life has been moving along, rather like a passenger train over the past few months with a fair share of fun, travel, work and of course..

In one of my earlier posts, I had listed down some of my initial thoughts and observations about the exciting, colourful and bustling Mexi..

So I am back from Mexico city, but the hangover from the visit still persists (no. I am not talking about the Tequila). I think it is goin..

I’d seen those masks in the airport shops when I first entered Mexico. Those colourful masks, which I assumed were fancy gift ideas for ki..

Photography is a hobby that I picked up about 15 years ago, around the time my son was born. I should thank him for that; for, it was to c..

After our last year’s trip to Varanasi and Bodhgaya, my friend ‘Smiling Buddha’, Deepak and I were back on the road again; this time to th..

November 2018, Mangalore: I was to travel to Mexico City for work, and truth be told, I wasn’t feeling exactly comfortable about the propo..

It is 5.45am, and I am huffing and puffing my way to the concrete road near Thannirbhavi beach in Mangalore on a bicycle. I am to meet a s..

Over the past year or so, I have been trying to get some formal training on areas that may not be directly related to work I do; but have ..

I met them – Kathakali artist Sukumaran and his companion – in (what I thought) was the unlikeliest of places – in one of the corridors of..

We left peaceful Bodh Gaya to head to ano..