Travel, Art & Yoga Blog of an Indian Yoga Teacher
Skies punctuated by floating people wherever I looked – a bizarrely common sight these days in Bir with the Paragliding World Cup behind us. Even as I write these words, three gliders slow-dance with the winds outside my window and a fourth cartwheels her canopy, shouting her glee into the winds. To get closer to the action and to get our nature fix, we drove up to Billing and scampered like lab rats set loose on the mountain.
By Namita Kulkarni on 10 August 2015 There are places one never fully returns from, even a decade after that one short visit. Places that carve out a permanent residence deep inside one’s...
The Germans have a word (don’t they always) – Schilderwald – which means a street crowded with so many road signs that you feel lost. Quite like the fitness industry today, whipping up newer and fancier...
The last fishing net had just taken a bow, and a row of others stood poised to throw the sun a bait. I could see why the Chinese fishing nets...
Yoga teacher, traveler, writer from India. Going where I've never been, generally seizing the day. And living to share the tale.
