Chapter 32 – Peppy Spirit of Goa

The moment you cross the border and enter you know you are in Goa. You don’t need any road signs to tell you that you are in Goa. There is something in the air of Goa. And, that is the…

The moment you cross the border and enter you know you are in Goa. You don’t need any road signs to tell you that you are in Goa. There is something in the air of Goa. And, that is the…
I am a free bird when it comes to blogging. I follow my mood swings rather than a strict discipline of posting every Tuesday and Thursday and at sharp 11 am to get maximum traffic. However, I have a head…

Tanvi had fond memories of Goa. She had been to Goa a few years back with her office colleagues. She lied at home that she was going for an important office meeting to Mumbai. She also pulled in a few…

The next morning Tanvi and Maddy took a tour of Bikaner. There was no schedule to follow. They just wanted to enjoy and with Maddy’s tongue in cheek humour there was never a dull moment. The tour of Lalgarh Palace,…

“You have an odd sense of beauty”, Maddy said “Odd beauty!”, Tanvi burst out laughing. No one had ever used such a strange adjective to describe her. Tanvi was amused. “Will you be subject of my pictures for this project?”…

photo credit: I want my ❤ Back via photopin (license) “I am here on a photography assignment contracted by Rajasthan Tourism Board. I have to capture the essence of Rajasthan. I don’t have sight, as you already know by now.…

The Open air restaurant was set in the open courtyard of the place with ornately designed magnanimous walls on all sides. Across the manicured garden was the stage where live Rajasthani folk music and dance program was about to start.…

Suhasini froze. She wasn’t crying. She sat blankly looking at that piece of paper. Tears were rolling down Tanvi’s eyes. She had never seen such an unusual love story. When Suhasini was running behind false sense of freedom, it was…

Suhasini’s hands were shaking while opening the letter. She knew it was from him, and getting a letter meant that he is not coming. Dear Suhasini, I think this is the first love letter that I am writing to you.…

“That was one hell of a story”, Tanvi gasped. Her heart knew that every word Suhasini said was true but her mind wasn’t able to assess this twisted love story. “Did you accept his solution? How come you are in…