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Morocco left my eyes drunk and my heart nourished. Before we went, the most common reaction we received was ‘really? But isn’t it...

The desert stirred my spirit, and got me thinking about the vastness of the Eternal, of his creation. Whilst travelling through the Atlas...

The windswept dunes of the Sahara, the rhythm of a trekking camel, the percussion in this tune ‘Taragalte’ by Moroccan artist Oum. They...

A mother and daughter, looking out over Aït Youl in the High Atlas.

Memory mandala 0.1 Would you believe it, I didn’t take acid in India. I think life is trippy enough. Composed of photos I took and edited...

Composed of photos I took and edited myself last summer, whilst floating through the chaos and peace of life in Kolkata and beyond. These...

Fleeting memories from rainy season, Kolkata. I am missing the exhausting yet energising city of joy. Enjoy a selection of moments from...

I left the shores of Bengal over a month ago, but these vivid memories, moments and currents of emotion, I still will carry in my heart...

Elle regarde ailleurs. I was born in a small industrial town, lost in the hills of central France. It’s an interesting place, where...

Gitanjali 21, A song offering composed by Bengal’s mastermind poet, Rabindranath Tagore. Translated from Bengali into English by Tagore...

Agra’s majestic Mughal mausoleum from all angles. The Taj Mahal was commissioned in 1631 by the fifth Mughal emperor Shah Jahan, a...

The Hawa Mahal, Jaipur’s wondrous palatial honeycomb structure of pink lattice and hypnotising Jharokhas. To be enjoyed at dawn, noon,...

Rajput reminiscences, arches and domes, glory, battle and spirit, tales of passion mingle with insatiable pride of man. Maharaja. A...

Nahargarh fort is perched atop the verdant Aravalli hills surrounding Jaipur. The name Nahargarh means ‘abode of the tigers’. There’s no...

It was perhaps fate that I visited Jaipur, the famed pink city, at the advent of the Barbie movie’s global conquest. You may be surprised...

I only spent about an hour in the Gurudwara Bangla Sahib, Delhi’s majestic Sikh temple, but by the time I stepped out, my borrowed...

The first thing one notices, stepping into Delhi’s Gadodia spice market is not the heaps of ground turmeric, or the bagfuls of jeera, or...

My friend assured me this is the oldest and indisputable maharaja of the Jalebi, Delhi’s OG Jalebi wala if you will. Upon some research,...

Sofia is the capital of Bulgaria, a majestic city soaked over centuries by the tides of Eastern European history. The name Sofia means...

An unexpected detour of fate (or rather, a delayed Ryanair flight, depending on how romantic you’re feeling) and I recently ended up with...