We began our journey from Dambulla to the Buddhist spiritual center of the country.We drove past a few small towns and villages before we reached
We began our journey from Dambulla to the Buddhist spiritual center of the country.We drove past a few small towns and villages before we reached
“Whosoever comes to me, through whatsoever form, I reach him; all men are struggling through paths which in the end lead to me.”
To a South Indian, Indo-Pak partition was never a serious topic of discussion. I knew it as a terrible incident in the modern history of independent India blemished with stains of blood and marks of violence. Nothing more,nothing less. Kushwant Singh’s “A train to Pakistan” was the catalyst. I was interested in knowing the stories from that miserable period and I decided to go with Ms. Malhotra’s debut book.The friend from the other corner of the world sent it as a gift through giggles bookshop.
The first sight of the Bodhi tree, the caves and the monks – my happiness knew no bounds. I was in a place that I dreamt of several times.
Sophie Kinsella has been my favorite author when it comes to chick lit. Remember me is about a Lexi who wakes up in a hospital bed losing 3 years of her life.She now has a life that was a dream. She is surprised to know about her husband who looks like an Armani model.
Have you ever dreamt of places inspired by books and been dying to visit such places.? Sigiriya was one such place for me. If you have read Ponniyinselvan, you would know the place “simhagiri” where Arulmozhivarman, also known as Ponniyinselvan, disguises himself as a mahout and goes around with the Buddhist monks.