Tag Archives: beauty

another world…

Posted on May 25, 2012 by

Sometimes words have little to offer. Many of the most magic moments are those that defy narration. Sometimes they even defy the bounds of thought. They cannot be truly be communicated, captured, caught.

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breathless…

Posted on May 14, 2012 by

I am sorry to be silent but Peru has taken my breath away. At times travelling finds me dabbling in polyamory. I fall in love many times, fret over the multiples, and each time tell myself that no other place could … Continue reading →

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bus life…

Posted on March 23, 2012 by

It has been a long day – two international borders and seven buses. Crossing countries is never easy when you can’t pronounce the names of any of the places you’re trying to get to and I tongue-stumbled my way from … Continue reading →

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another day of beautiful…

Posted on March 16, 2012 by

I wanted to share a few pictures from the beautiful place I have spent the last few days. The Zephyr lodge at Languin had views like nothing I had ever seen, even from the shower!

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the world spins madly on..

Posted on January 29, 2012 by

There are times when life feels like a wobble on a wire, a time of teetering above the unknown, the endless void. The world dances with steps we don’t know, and we’re almost always wrong-footed by the tempo – left feeling … Continue reading →

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I will miss you…

Posted on December 18, 2011 by

My bag is half packed and teetering on a baby pink bathroom scale that has seen better days. I have the tickets, the flight schedule. I’m braced for one degree in flip flops, for the first freeze. I’m wondering why … Continue reading →

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Dhaka dust…

Posted on November 11, 2011 by

Being back in Dhaka is strangely like a coming home. The city still smells like rose water, almonds, perfume, death and urine. But the alternating aromas offend my nose a less than before. I’ve grown use to the sharp acid … Continue reading →

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thank you for beautiful…

Posted on October 27, 2011 by

Being thankful is something I have been trying to make a habit of, and today I realised I would kind of like to write Bangladesh a thank you letter! This is what I would say: Thank you for beautiful, for … Continue reading →

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do you see what I see?

Posted on October 15, 2011 by

It has been another good day. We bumpy roaded to a nearby city and spent the day exploring, dodging rickshaws, finding markets, touching fabrics, drawing stares. It is a place tourists would never visit. It would not make even a … Continue reading →

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fireflies and moonlight…

Posted on October 12, 2011 by

Today I braved hours of traffic getting out of Dhaka so as to spend a few days at a small project site out in the countryside. After another relentlessly hot day, my colleague and I decided to celebrate the cool … Continue reading →

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