Pushkaring in Pushkar

Shilpi spoke in slightly yelling and urgent tone – “Give me your hand” as if we were about to miss some train. Before I could have thought of something, Tarun pushed me and Shilpi pulled┬áme. BTW, we were about to miss our train.Let me begin from the beginning.

Rishikesh: Not so holy

As a child I have a profound memory of standing at Laksham Jhoola with my dad and a monkey teasing me. I was crying and hiding behind my dad and later after gaining senses we had visited Rishikesh on a holy trip from usual Haridwar tour and once again I had encountered a monkey at […]