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The Real Reality-The ‘Grey’ Night on a Greyhound!

Posted by on Oct 7, 2009 in Travel Tales | Comments Off on The Real Reality-The ‘Grey’ Night on a Greyhound!

The Real Reality-The ‘Grey’ Night on a Greyhound!

This one is from an old blog I used to maintain a long time ago. The blog is erased, but few of the entries remained. From one of my earlier “journeys”..here it is: Once,long time back I spent six hours of an overnight Greyhound ride sitting across the aisle from a couple who had just met when they sat next to each other that night. And apparently discovered that they were two halves of a sundered whole. Or something like that. Or that was all that I could figure out within their murmurs and deep breaths. When we hit El Paso, they were going to part ways. She was going to...

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Felts,Fonts and Train Rides-From Delhi,with love..

Posted by on May 26, 2009 in Travel Tales | 3 comments

  I received this, from Delhi in August of 1999.Emailing was not so popular during ‘those’ times! This was typed,printed out,sealed in an envelope and dropped off at the local post-office,which delivered it to me a week later.       “My dear Sam, Finally. After days of waiting! It has rained. Ooooohh! I got up today morning.Sunday morning. At abt 8.30. Everything around had changed. It was raining. U know that soft monsoon rain,which rains quietly for hours.Even days. It was beautiful. There seemed a strange freshness in everything around.The colours...

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Under the Greek Galaxy

Posted by on Aug 11, 2008 in Travel Tales | 2 comments

Under the Greek Galaxy

Greece was amazing! From the sun-kissed hard black islands and the white and black jerzees of the Santorini cliff-hugging houses to near perfect chiseled faces and bronzed torsos..the Gods and Goddesses were really wise enough to come down to earth and settle around the Mediterranean coastline! It is there that I tried my first octopus! And the surrounding could have not been anymore perfect. I sat there, facing the crater that once was, but now is a deep blue cobalt dish of salted water, surrounded by plates and plateaus of black rock. I am in the village of Oia, staring into the afternoon...

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