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The Travel Issue: My Way the Highway

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Editor's note ~ by S Prasannarajan, The romance of the road ~ by Madhavankutty Pillai, In search of Muziris ~ by Akshaya Pillai,
Shadows on the sand ~ by Achal Dhruva, The jungle nook ~ by Shubhangi Swarup, Between blue and white ~ by Monalisa S Arthur, The bamboo romance ~ by Ritesh Uttamchandani, Such a savage beauty ~ by V Shoba,…

Stories in this issue

Between Blue and White

“YOU MUST BE crazy.” That was my first reaction when I read the itinerary that Adhiraaj Singh had worked out for our trip to Ladakh—1,474 km in six days, which meant roughly 230 km on bikes each day…

The Jungle Nook

I SAT IN A Mishmi tribal’s hut, tucked away somewhere in the Himalayan jungles at the Indo- Myanmar border. The smoke escaping his pipe, ingeniously created from a deodorant can, enveloped us all,…

Shadows on the Sand

WHEN MY FRIEND Anand announced that he had decided to celebrate the 10th anniversary of his bike, a Royal Enfield Bullet 350 cc, by setting off on a long ride to the Indo-Pak border in Rajasthan,…

In Search of Muziris

MY HALF OF the window has a fake mist. On the other side, the sun reigns. I have taken this five-hour train ride to Ernakulum several times in the past five years, always knowing what to expect of…

The Romance of the Road

TWO MEN KEEP taking off across the highways of the United States, ganging up with friends and strangers in its great cities listening to music and getting high—that, in a line, is On the Road, and…

The Travel Issue: Editor's Note

IF YOU ARE planning to get away, there are any number of reasons to validate the urge. The noise pollution has reached an alarming level, posing toxic threat to the senses. The kind of words coming…

On Cloud Nine

WHEN I FLEW to Munich in a passenger plane, I had no return ticket. That was because I had finally chased and caught up with a dream—to do a road trip that stretches across months, continents and…

Moksha In Skanda Vale

ON A MORNING in mid-January, I stood outside the train station at Carmarthen, a county town in the United Kingdom, with a GPS-enabled phone in one hand, the handlebar of my bicycle in another. I…

Such A Savage Beauty

IT IS EARLY October in Salt Lake City and the blush-and-glow of Japanese maples, while not as pompous as the fall foliage along the East Coast, is a sight for sore eyes. The leaves cling to straggly…

The Bamboo Romance

MY FIRST ROAD TRIP came about after I had pitched a story to my boss at the newspaper I was working in to tag along with a travelling music festival in the Northeast. Miraculously, it was approved,…