Stranger in the town Judging by the curious looks I was getting, I had this nagging suspicion that this 13th-century Baltic sea town doesn’t get too many foreign visitors. Walking around in this medieval town of Stralsund, I failed to spot a single face that looked like an outsider apart from my own that occasionally… Read More Tales from the Baltic
On the night of the Germany-Spain semi-final I was invited by a friend to join him at the German embassy to see the game live on giant screens they had put up for the event. I was further enticed by the prospect of guzzling free beer, which I was told, would be flowing freely, which… Read More Fizzy trip on a soccer night!
It’s one thing to read about the holocaust or watch its horrors on screen — most of us have seen Schindler’s List — but to actually walk around a place where so much hatred, humiliation and torture was heaped on a people is an experience hard to capture in words. Like I wrote in my… Read More At a death camp in Berlin – II
Apart from history books, my earliest encounter with Adolf Hitler and his Nazi death camps was through this movie called Escape from Sobibor. Sobibor was one of the concentration camps in Poland established with the sole motive of exterminating as many Jews as possible, as quickly as possible. This movie had left an indelible mark… Read More At a death camp in Berlin
Last night I was watching an eerie seventies movie called ‘Don’t Look Now’. This Donald Sutherland and Julie Christie psycho thriller was shot entirely in Venice. It beats me why a goosebump-inducing film should be shot in paradise. Nevertheless sweeping shots of the city with its green-domed churches and the Grand Canal brought back memories… Read More Lost in Venice!
I could have written about the many fantastic cities in Europe I have had the opportunity to visit recently, but I feel like writing about a place that I have never been to and by the current state of my finances will probably never be able to, not by a long shot. But it’s a… Read More The Lost City of the Incas
So I take the tube back to Paddington, looking around in case this be the same train and a blue rucksack peeked out of somewhere. No such luck as I step out of the station half an hour later into the chilly winter night. It was February end so winter was on its last leg… Read More London travails – II
Getting lost and losing things is a way of life for me, I have come to terms with this inadequacy. I have lost many things many times, including love! But the loss of one precious thing, the shock of which had the potential to cure me of this illness, was my passport that I had… Read More London travails – I
Recently I was at Pushkar in Rajasthan for the world famous camel fair. That this fair is known globally was borne by the fact that hundreds of foreign tourists were present at the fair. You couldn’t walk one pace without bumping into one. It still came as a surprise to see locals hold near-perfect conversations… Read More Un-fair!
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