Posted in Shades of Life, Travelogue


Train journeys have always been quite a fascinating thing for me since childhood. I remember those days vividly when I used to go to my Granny’s place with Mom for spending the vacations.

Those were the golden days! Only fun and no tension for two months. Such a carefree soul I was! The journey was amazing with my mom taking all the tensions and I feeling like a free bird. 

Everything was so easy back then! I only knew one thing. I had my mother by my side and what else do I need to worry about. Everything for sorted, and so was my life!

Today, on the platform, waiting for my train, those memories are sweeping past my thoughts, kindling the nostalgia of those golden old days. Today, I am alone, and I feel I miss those days. Those were the days that Will never return. And I feel I have lived my life in the real sense in those days.



When I am not busy scribbling and sketching away on little pieces on paper, I am found cozying on my recliner enjoying movies and cartoons. A dreamer and an artist, I am in love with all things beautiful. Prefer Bukowski and Gulzar over Shakespeare and Tagore. And nights over daytime. Anti-social and friendly in the same breath. Desperately trying to bring being nice in vogue. This blog is an itinerary of a girl amidst the cacophony of metropolitan life facing the struggles & unexpected surprises that life offers.

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