Being Eventful At Kanyakumari

I’m proud to say that I have failed to wake up early enough to see the sunrise every single day and have only managed to catch sleepy eyed glimpses of it on the half ocean that’s visible from my room. That too because the jing-bang of the early mornings had started and I wanted to…

Unplanned Travel: What To Expect

A while back I was frantically reading everything I could find on the internet about solo unplanned travel and I constantly encountered the same kind of safety advice everywhere. Things you need to keep in mind as a solo traveler. How to be safe etc. Not that it wasn’t  useful – here’s one that really…

Mastering Sign Language In Kanyakumari

The mornings are busy in Kanyakumari. There are artis and wedding processions. There’s constant inflow of music and I’m almost glad that the window is soundproof. But later it quiets down. This is a city of early risers and the sunrise is an important event. The dried up hero of a butler at Balaji Lodge…

Kanyakumari Is A Celebration

The south couldn’t care less whether you feel comfortable or not, whether they fit your standards of travel or not – here you fit in. You adjust.

Thirukkural Express: Train To Kanyakumari (Part 2)

(Read Part 1) Somewhere around 11.58 p.m. Vodafone informed me that I’m in Maharashtra and then somewhere at 5.15 in the morning, when I was fast asleep it did its duty by welcoming me into Adhra Pradesh and Telangana. Now that’s where I am. I have crossed Vijayawada and can now feel the ocean on…

Thirukkural Express: Train to Kanyakumari

It’s 10 a.m. The journey started at 5 in the morning when I woke up with a realization that I would soon have to vacate this familiar bed with its soft pillow. And then, before I knew it, I was zapping through the early morning roads of Delhi. A right turn from the Lajpat Nagar…

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…