Blabber Tour

  Being busy is a phrase that has intrigued me in my childhood and teens. I have always thought, it implied being useful and important. That image of an important person, continuously answering phone calls, meeting people, working on laptops, travelling, attending meetings, seminars, conferences. It all looked so purposeful, so important, something I wanted to achieve. I thought being there will mean I am successful and will make me feel accomplished. In my 30s, after having experienced the busy schedule that a full-time job and responsibility of managing a household offers, my thoughts on this very phrase are just the opposite. I hate the continuous burden all these to-do lists have on my mind, the continuous anxiety and pressure I feel. Life seems meaningless and mechanical. It feels like I am doing the jobs that are required of me with full faith and energy but I am ditching my own self by compromising on the things that my heart wants me to do. I want to lie in my bed in wi...

Any well-meaning friend or relative will tell you never to visit the mountains in monsoon—“unsafe,” “risky,” “landslides,” they’ll warn. But if you’re an obstinate adventure-lover like Gaurav and me, you’ll probably head straight to the very place you’ve been warned against. 😉 And honestly? If you do so responsibly and safely, the North Indian mountains reward you with their most magical, mist-draped form. Today, I’m sharing our monsoon journey to Dharamshala and Mcleodganj—a trip that began with worry from our parents but turned into one of our most unforgettable Himachal Pradesh monsoon holidays. Chandigarh: A Rain-Kissed Beginning Our trip started at Chandigarh, from where we booked a taxi for the whole journey. The city welcomed us with a gentle monsoon shower—almost like a blessing for our Himachal road trip.   Shri Keshgarh Sahib Gurudwara Our first halt on the Chandigarh-to-Dharamshala route was the serene Shri Keshgarh Sahib Gurudwara, one of the five sacred Takhts of Sikh...