I never missed the city lights!

My parent's hail from this beautiful town, dotted with coconut palms and stuffed with wild shrubs and trees.Lined by the Arabian Sea and the Western Ghats, it's picturesque and like my friends say almost "resort- like". True. But what I love about my hometown is the amalgamated seamless co-existence of the old and new. Of... Continue Reading →

An epic trip!

Hella folks! It's been barely four days, since I last spoke to you folks. But it seems like ages. The trip was everything I had hoped it would be. And more. I met tons of family, had kilos of great food and soaked in the lush greenery and sticky heat that my "hometown" (different from my... Continue Reading →

Off again!

Hello folks! We are off again. A train cum road trip this time. Covering the entire state of Kerala.   By the time you folks read this, I will be somewhere halfway between Thiruvananthapuram and Kasargod. I have always found the phrase "speaking from the grave" fascinating. Not in a morbid sense, but the fact that... Continue Reading →

Z’s a pro!!

Hello lovely people! Mama is too busy to write to you folks. But she will be back soon...I promise! We have been constantly travelling ....and are at yet another airport right now. Mama is pottering around with my food and bibs and Sippy cups. Poor thing. Without Papa around, it's hard on her. She manages... Continue Reading →

Here and there.

Morning Folks! This blog is finally going to be true to it's name. Shuttling between two countries. And two fantastically vibrant and diverse cities. One, an already bustling, crazy metropolis. The other, just getting there. The best and worst of both. So much to come folks... So much...   Let's start with this morning. Here. And.... Continue Reading →

The parting…

Hours 13 to 16... Eerily prophetic bed cover!   Off to the airport...   The "New Doha International Airport" - NDIA/ Hamad International Airport - HIA   Had absolutely NO time to wander about the "airport- mall" and duty free outlets.   The minimalistic but spotlessly clean changing rooms...   Looking for the boarding gate,... Continue Reading →

The last supper..

Hours 1 to 12.... The "packing expert" fits everything but the kitchen sink, into three bags.   The Last Supper...Mister's choice.   Will sorely miss the morning cuppa together and the gossip and ranting that goes along...   A favoured breakfast at the H household!...   And finally...the last meal....   More to come... Till... Continue Reading →

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