From the monthly archives:

April 2006

Remembering Ladakh: The Glorious Sunsets

by Mridula on April 29, 2006

in Ladakh

Tweet One of the most magical places I have ever visited is the Ladakh region in Jammu and Kashmir. Getting there is tough. But once you reach there, it is paradise. This picture was taken on our second day in Ladakh. This is also from the same day as above, only I turned in a [...]

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My First Post at Global Voices Online

by Mridula on April 26, 2006

in blogging

Tweet I first heard about Global Voices Online during the IIPM discussions. When I tried to find out what it is this section was helpful.. Q: What is Global Voices? Global Voices Online serves as the hub for an international community of bloggers who want to communicate with the broader world. Its main components are [...]

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World Cup Widows?

by Mridula on April 21, 2006

in blogging

Tweet Switzerland Tourist has an interesting idea. They want to woo the bored women while their partenrs/husbands are glued to the television sets. I saw the story at BBC website: The Swiss Tourist Board hopes scenes of bare-chested hunks tossing hay in mountain valleys will entice women dreading a summer of World Cup boredom. While [...]

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Connaught Place II

by Mridula on April 19, 2006

in Cannought Place

Tweet This is the second part of my photos from Connaught Place (or what is officially called as Rajeev Chowk now) area in New Delhi.I remember, a few years back, H and I were roaming in the CP area and we went into this restaurant, Gaylord, thinking it would be the usual Delhi fare. Inside, [...]

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Tweet I hate going out on a Sunday particularly when I had a working Saturday. But this time our dear friends were in Delhi just for a day and we decided to meet them in CP. H always manages not to drive, so I did all the driving too. While we were waiting for them [...]

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Tweet For quite some time, if you were catching a train from the Old Delhi Railway Station or Nizamuddin Railway Station, it was impossible to find a decent eating joint. I remember on many trips we either packed something from home (both of us are bad cooks) or ate in dhabas (I like eating in [...]

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