Roots. What a peculiar thing that can affect us so much when we least expect them to. I thought I had worked through a lot of my inner struggles with roots and identity by this age but I was so wrong. Why do I keep coming back to this country, why can’t I let it…
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Open skies | Mumbai Diaries
When I look up at the sky in the evening darkness I can still see the moon and the stars, despite the amount of air pollution contaminating the air. The breezy air flowing through my hair as I walk down the beach is captivating my senses. I don’t want to turn back. I want to…
My roots | Mumbai Diaries
My roots have long been malnourished and fragile, protected against outer influence. I have found my way back to watering them and slowly but surely they are growing stronger and establishing ground in places I never could have imagined. The journey to getting here has been long and lonely. When the tree is starting to…
I am in Love | Mumbai Diaries
If there are any places that could seduce you with their vibe and attractiveness, it would be Mumbai. I am in love with this town, more than ever before. I feel like a hummingbird flying freely around in this mad town; the place where everyone is equally longing for this escapist feeling. It’s hard to…
TCKs/CCKs – My Experience
I came across this term a few months back, perhaps 6 months ago and I’ve spent some time processing it in the back of my head ever since. TCK or CCK. Third culture kid or cross culture kid. Third culture kids (TCK) are people raised in a culture other than their parents’ or the culture…
Poem: The Other Side
Cleanse my soulBreathe it inThe essence of lifeImmerse me in this loveThis flow of energyThat travels through my veinsFrom red to whiteI’m lit up from withinOne light bulb after another Close my eyes to seeYou stare into my soulThrough these dimensionsWith walls so thickWhere no one has ever been beforeYou look into my eyeMy sixth…
Two Hindi songs defining India trip 2018
I listened to this song before I went to India (Aaya Na Tu), and when I was in the car on a roadtrip between two cities it was playing on the radio. There’s usually one or two songs that I associate with a trip, and this is one of them. The second one is Baarish…
Travelling is my Drug | Nomadic Traveller
Travel isn’t always pretty. It isn’t always comfortable. Sometimes it hurts, it even breaks your heart. But that’s okay. The journey changes you; it should change you. It leaves marks on your memory, on your consciousness, on your heart, and on your body. You take something with you. Hopefully, you leave something good behind. –…
Poem: Nomadic Traveller
I’m a bird. A free spirit bird. A nomadic traveller. With a restless soul. I want to fly across the sky Watch the sun rise from the clouds Fly endlessly, Across the country View the world from afar The further I fly The better it feels To let go, Of yesterday Thoughts emerge into one…
Chilling in Copenhagen | Pictures
Drinks and pizza at Neighborhood, Copenhagen. This amazing dessert with sorbet and mascarpone was delicious and out of this world. Also at Neighborhood. Waffle sandwich with hummus and avocado. At Social, Copenhagen. Quesadillas at Cafe Flottenheimer.