Title: After the Petrichor
Location: New Delhi, India
Clicked on a lazy Sunday morning. Reading a book while witnessing the spectacle of a passing monsoon is heavenly! Continue reading SlowRover Snapshots #8
Title: After the Petrichor
SlowRover Snapshots #7
Location: Begnas Lake, Pokhara, Nepal
Where the land is beautiful, the sky is pure. Clicked at the shore of the Begnas Lake near Pokhara, Nepal.
Title: Playing On
Location: Mcleod Ganj, India
While backpacking in the Bhagsunag area of Mcleod Ganj, India, this stringed-instrument (Sarangi) player caught my eye. Dressed in a traditional Rajasthani attire, he played the tunes of god, while I sat there listening with rapt attention. Continue reading SlowRover Snapshots #6
Our friends at Unexpected Wanderlust has written an insightful piece on – Why Traveling is a privilege. Check it out! Continue reading SlowRover Guests: On Recognizing Traveling is a Privilege
SlowRover Snapshots #5
Title : Sound of the Rain
Location: Delhi, India
Clicked during the onset of the Monsoon of 2015. When the smell of petrichor lit up the senses of all living things alike.
Continue reading SlowRover Snapshots #5
Caught a glimpse of the never-say-die spirit of Kolkata at a traffic signal. Continue reading SlowRover Snapshots #4
The sky suddenly took a crimson turn. Kissed by the setting sun, it revealed the most beautiful sight I have ever seen- Dance of the Rainbow Sunset. Continue reading SlowRover Snapshots #3
Clicked at the famous Triund Campsite. It was a beautiful day to sit back and enjoy some delicious noodles after a long trek. Continue reading SlowRover Snapshots #2
Title: By the Phewa Lake Location: Pokhara, Nepal Clicked on a beautiful overcast evening while cycling around the beautiful Phewa Lake … Continue reading SlowRover Snapshots #1
Starting tomorrow, 10th of August, SlowRover will publish a series of awesome one-off photographs from our travels. These snapshots will be accompanied by a small fact sheet that will reveal more details about the respective shots! Continue reading Introducing: SlowRover Snapshots
I wanted to ask the inevitable, “but” or “so what happened?” But he sensed my hesitation and added “a week before our wedding, she realized, she didn’t love me anymore.” I gave him a quizzical look, because either he was taking me for a fool or this was some Bollywood romantic gone sour. Continue reading SR Guest Posts: NIK & MAYHEM SHORT STORIES SERIES by Anahita
I don’t remember my childhood.
Nothing except the smell of the monsoon rains, right before they lashed onto the verandah. Me, the solitary crawler, both enchanted and perplexed by a sudden downpour, would rush indoors to the safety of my mother’s lap. Such memories are vague, rather loosely etched on my mind. But the smell of the rains, the Petrichor, is something I can never forget.
I suspect that the ravishingly beautiful Petrichor is hard-coded deep into the minds of every human being. It is passed onto an individual through an infinite chain of forefathers. Or maybe it is simply a gift from heaven. After all that’s where the rains come from!