You never know when and where Belief can begin: it could grow out of individual darkness, rise out of a loud laugh, or just happen during those eternal chores. It could happen in that thud of betrayal, in that pandemonium of aloneness, in that irrelevance scribbled in haste. You can never know.

To me, Deep Blue Ink just happened. I woke out of a dream and walked straight into it.

It has been more than a year since it all began in an apartment in California. It has not always been bumpy, there have been wonderful moments, there's been agony, there's been lessons.

My seven hours with sex workers was my only lesson in Destiny - they did not choose their wombs, Fate could have played dirty with me too; the soft-spoken prime minister in whose presence even my faint heartbeat pounded like chaos; the Begum in a crumbling palace caught in a dreadful time warp; that night near the Golden Temple when I let faith grow in the subsoil. Sedulously.

In between, there has been the Me growing out of pigtails and accepting the first strand of silver in my long hair; the giggles that now don't necessarily come when I beckon them; the Faith that got seared by its own vulnerability; the eyelids that stand guard while the eyes wait...







>>Road trip: San Francisco to Washington DC


>>Auschwitz (Nazi concentration camp)

>>Tallinn (Estonia)


>>Mardi Gras





\>>South Africa




>>F1 in Singapore



>>Kuala Lumpur

>>Dublin, Ireland




>>Riga, Latvia

>>Ko Samui, Thailand

>>Gold Coast, Australia

>>Ljubljana, Slovenia

>>Las Vegas, USA

>>Barossa Valley, Adelaide

>>Stockholm, Sweden

>>Helsinki, Finland

>>Palazzo Versace

>>Design in Sweden

>>Oslo, Bergen (Norway)


National Geographic Adventure

The New York Times


National Geographic Adventure

The Times of India


>>An elusive ghost, the libidinous rhino, the fat elephant...

>>Teeing off with the Canon President

>>Trekking to the world's only living root bridges

>>A walk with the world's third ranked bird watcher

>>In pretty as a postcard Helsinki

>>At home with Santa

>>Teeing off in Shillong's wet golf course

>>For him painting is like a prayer...

>>Close to the angels in a hot air balloon

>>Shopping like a princess in Jaipur

>>A potter and her poetry


>>A Little of Buddha In Her

>>When I first saw the Taj Mahal

>>Thankfully, the bear did not have me for dinner

>>On an 1857 Mutiny trail in Old Delhi

>> Her Skirmishes with Death

>> Khwaja Sahib knows what I Want

>> Pampered Silly in Kurseong

>> Looking for God in New Delhi

.>> A friend called Tendril....

>> Reviving the royal Marwari horses

>> Halfway to heaven on a hot air balloon

>> Getting tempted in Pushkar

>> Come to my ora

>> Monument to faith

>>Getting tipsy in Bastar

>>Macho Afghans & dainty ladoos

>>Temple trail in Orissa

>> Tracking tigers in Betla

>> Feeling like an angel in Netarhat

>> Romance of a forgotten Anglo-Indian summer

>> Scent of mahua & a man in a village haat

>> She appends another day

>> Living in the Wild...

>> Wettest Place on Earth

>> Remembering Ranchi

>> Mad about Mangoes

>> Day of the dahlias

>> Handful of nowheres

>> Deadwood in the City Of Sin

All you say is Radhe Radhe

>> Piety wafts on these streets

>> Royalty in a dusty village