Prakash Didgeridoo

While moving up on the stairs from Ganga Beach cafe to the main market street of Rishikesh, a very conspicuous sound, coming from the window of a room, attracted my attention. The sound was characterised by strong unmelodious vibrations but yet mysterious, soulful and attractive. Those vibrations also sounded a little bit familiar to me.... Continue Reading →

Indrahar pass

One of the most mysterious things of my childhood was a lush green mountain in front of my native home. For a long time, the peak of the mountain was the highest ever point on the earth and I always wondered to imagine the view from the top. I had believed that if my home was... Continue Reading →

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