A road trip comes with an experience that is culturally enriching. You connect with local people, see vibrant cultures and meet good and bad people.
Dreams of moksha lure hundreds of thousands to Gangasagar every year.
By 1947, the Chinese population in Chinatown had swelled to 23,000. As recently as 1966, an estimated 15,000 Chinese lived in the enclave; but their numbers have dwindled to under 2,000 now.
Chitkul enjoys the distinction of being the last inhabited Indian village along the border.
The scene is a sidewalk just beyond the rather overdone Hawa Mahal in Jaipur, and the camera in question is less instrument, more living fossil — built by the Carl Zeiss company in 1860, it is nearly three times as old as independent India.
Even as Buddhism captures the imagination of the West, the West is capturing the hearts of Tibetans in Dharamsala, the capitol of Tibetans in exile, notwithstanding the Dalai Lama’s frequent exhortations against Tibetans losing their identity.
For the past few weekends, my friend Tam has been hitting the shops assiduously, rifling through bargain aisles; stocking up enough shower gels to clean
Photo essay on Mumbai's Dhobi Ghat.
Every November, in the pond-sized sleepy town of Pushkar, India comes alive with a riot of colors and a frenzied burst of activity, attracting visitors from around the globe to the famous Camel Fair.
The mesmerizing region of Leh Ladakh and Kashmir.
India’s tea estates beckon tea connoisseurs from around the world.
A north eastern Indian town known to be the Land of Dawn-lit Mountains is caught in some unfinished India-China border business.
If you can’t look them in the eye, if you can’t lean close to them, if you can’t see the authenticity in the penury, you lose.
Our writer heads to Bali to enjoy the beaches and the verdant rice fields, but finds herself bewitched by the religion of this little island.
Our roving reporter continues his global journey.
Genital pleasures confine, not define, our sexuality.
The cricket game, like everything else in Varanasi, carries on amidst the funeral chants and the grieving.
The implication — anyone who uses a camera cannot be that smart.
For an American visiting India for the first time, the reaction to the cows isa good metaphor for how well they have tuned in to the charms of the country.
We travel because we are condemned to return home.
Notwithstanding the volume of mementos I brought home, they are no matchfor what I carry of India in my heart, my mind, and my life.
In this upside down world they wonder why you come searching for a place they cannot leave.
If you allow yourself to submit to India, it stimulates you into experiencing a whole new eco-system of cultures, values and ways.
A trip to Lisbon, Portugal, is a tour down the lanes of history.
Somewhere between commutes and late night bashes, I pause and ponder on London's strong historical and cultural linkages with my own roots and "Indianness."
And the Indian thirst-quenchers which cool you down...
Bhutan is one country where the Indian passport puts you at an advantage.
The Arctic chill has turned hot for Subhankar Banerjee.
Indonesia leaves most Indians unscathed. Nobody wants to be an Indonesian, not even the Sindhis. The music slams into my chest as soon as I
On the trail of bumbling and stumbling wanderers.
Are you ready to embrace the promise of the summer?
There are as many Indias as you can see, dream or imagine.
A mini-world within worlds, it has something for everyone.