The Unruled Notebook

  A mountain trip such as this is worth it even when the rain gods shower their unconditional love upon you, right when you are out in the open and running for cover isn’t a cool option in the woods, don't you think? Let’s ride into the memory lane of one of the best mountain trips I have had till date – The Katoomba - Blue Mountains. I feel incredibly fortunate to have realized this dream, the dream of travelling and my love for sharing it is as contagious. So, join me folkies, I am confident that you will enjoy this journey. Before we go on, I would like you to meet Kat and Oomba who made my trip particularly interesting with their sublime humor . We were here - We started walking from the Katoomba station to the echo point to experience the scenic extravaganza  A random picture clicked on our way to the Blue Mountains   The long roads are a pleasurable sight and sight only, the walk was quite a trek in itself    A...

Being an Indian, I always thought I was very used to diversity in general but little did I know that I would live with people from all over the world in this little granny flat in Sydney. Ana , a single mother of 2 kids is a Maori from New Zealand, Teresa , her husband Sebastian and their little son from native Australia, Amy and her little son Mion from Japan, Amy’s boyfriend from Cambodia, Landlord Eddy and his Father-in-law who came to be my friend both Chinese, Versha my friend an Indian and a few other fellow Indians and Anto , an Italian. I reckon that sums it up; we were an assorted pack of exotic chocolates in a box.   Picture sourced from Google Maps Read a recap of my awes and gnaws  here I turned around astonished at the use of some strong statement made in some unfathomable language. There he was, Anto, a perfect Italian blend I had thought at the first sight of him. Deep set ocean blue eyes with a twinkle, some freckles on his face showing that...