July 22 – A smack in the face from reality

I didn’t smile, I kept walking straight. I could feel him beside me, driving slow enough to stay in line.… Read more July 22 – A smack in the face from reality

July 18 – Naked, But Not Alone

As I lay with my back against a sheet on my floor, naked apart from my knickers, and with a woman… Read more July 18 – Naked, But Not Alone

It’s five kilometres for me to travel to work each day. It takes about 20 minutes in an auto and… Read more July 17 – Oh Hey Giant Rat

Yes, I went to a spin class in Bangalore. All the amazing food is doing nothing for my goal of a… Read more July 16 – Lessons From Spin Class

I have a new friend. He’s an anarchist, establishment-hating, avid-reading book-shop owner. I met him at a book launch at… Read more July 11 – Into The Night On The Back Of A Bike

I walked in to the Deccan Herald at 11am on Monday after being told not to show up at 9… Read more July 9 – Who Are You?

I jotted this down in my notepad as I left Delhi. “The scale of the city has reinforced how small… Read more July 5 – A Parting Note

It’s not tourist season in Delhi for a reason. Sweat drips off even the most hardened faces, people huddle in… Read more July 4 – A Night To Remember

After having only my 50 cent samosa all day (and my curry breakfast) I was starved. My Taj photoshoot really took it… Read more July 2 – The Night: Slicky Vicky And My Future

Sanju and I got some serious bonding in today. The trip to Agra is three hours each way from Delhi,… Read more July 2 – Forty Degrees At The Taj