How To Last 2 Days In A Sleeper Class Train (In India)

I almost forgot to add that last bit but then realized this post would hardly make any sense without the mention of the country. I’m not quite sure if trains of other nations require survival skills. The struggle with Indian railways starts from irctc.co.in. Where the session keeps logging out every five minutes, where the…

How To Pack And What To Take #Backpacking

I blundered in the previous trip. I packed half my home in that backpack. My alibi was that I didn’t know for how long I’d be gone. But that’s nonsense. Rule 1 of packing as a backpacker is to let go of hang ups. That’s the central idea of backpacking. Daring to live with only…

Why Women Should Loiter More

Originally published in Why Loiter? I’ve been loitering my entire life. Just loafing in some corner, ambling away time in road side tea stalls and taking indefinite long walks to nowhere in particular. Now, I’ve qualified to solo travelling, drifting from place to place without purpose. I travel unplanned, without a set route or list of…

Dear Readers, It’s Feedback Time

Hey wonderful folks of the blog-o-sphere. How are all of you holding up? Hope the week has been kind to you. This, essentially, is a very late but much needed introduction to Living Unplanned. It made no sense to write this before when there were zero readers but the present seems like a more opportune moment…

Signing off Spiti

It’s past 8 p.m. Sita and Norzom have left for Ki to water the fields and run other agricultural errands (I heard something about grinding Jamuns, I’m sure). Tandup has been taken too, in case he bawls without his mother. A cousin brother is here now. Smoking cigarette after cigarette. He’s supposed to be a…

Binge Watching

Sita Aunty currently goes about cleaning tumblers of milk-turned-curd. In some time, the family will leave for the forest on top of the hill behind this one. I’m welcome to join. I’m game to go but I feel breathless almost all the time. My nose is dry and it almost burns when I breath in…

Aloo Momos At 14,200 Ft

It’s 8 in the evening. I’m at Khibber. This is turning out to be different than what I had imagined. It’s still jagged and breathtaking but also slightly greener and flatter here. I think we are on the top of the rocky cliffs that mark the road till Kaza. The terrain looks quite walk-able. The…