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When the year started, I knew what my resolution would be, and one that I would (finally) live up to – travel more often! It started on a great note, with a week in the misty mountains of Uttarakhand in…
Continue readingI have been often asked – “How do you fund your travels without having a full-time job?” Or been said – “Oh you come from a well-off family so you don’t need to worry about your finances.”The answer is –…
Continue readingSometimes you come across the best when you are not looking for it. I took a bus from Dharamshala meaning to go to Bir, but instead decide to continue my journey on till Jibhi in Tirthan Valley. I looked up…
Continue readingKashmir is a dream destination for many, from the millennials to the non-digital age folks. The pristine Dal Lake, the colorful floating markets, the beautiful faces, the welcoming smiles, the crisp sun, the peaceful sunsets, the dreamy meadows, the mountain…
Continue readingJust because you’re spending your day sitting at a desk, going to meetings, and counting down the minutes until 5pm, doesn’t mean you can’t look super stylish. In fact, considering you spend so much of your time at the office…
Continue readingThere are so many places I want to go in the world, and with so many long weekends this year, I am trying to cram in as many as possible! One place on my list is Italy – home to…
Continue readingFor starters, the comment on being perpetually unhealthy. There are people who are thin and have sickening ailments, there are fit people die of heart attacks, there are fat women who live longer (and happier) than their thinner counterparts. Sorry,…
Continue readingIt’s mid-2018. When I started blogging, my major struggle was finding clothes that flattered me. Fit wasn’t an issue, there were ample big-sized, stitched pieces of shapeless garments that would fit. Kurtis were aplenty and so were tunics, big shapeless…
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