November, Nepal, Nepali November of my dreams. The month starts with clocking into Namche Bazaar and ends with coming down from the Gosaikunda track. In between, the heartiest autumn dosage of Mount Everest views. I see my first high altitude psychedelic chickens (see ‘bird of the month’ below) and still haven’t gotten over it. So… Read More


When The Vegan Way pressed a farewell slice of carrot cake into my hands and bid me a safe journey to Sri Lanka, I said I’d be back in October. What do you know, I awaken once again on the shores of paradisiacal Phewa. The lake winks at me that yes, it’s autumn. Yes, I’m… Read More


Ukalo oralo: a Nepali special. A colloquial go-to meaning steep ascent and downhill. Ukalo oralo go the trails weaving between 8,000-meter peaks. Ukalo oralo goes my emotional rollercoaster.     the secret of the mountain is that the mountains simply exist, as I do myself: the mountains exist simply, which I do not. the mountains… Read More


“Finally,” I thought to myself, “back on track with Monthly Moods out on the 11th.” How foolish I was. October 11th would have me living India instead of writing about it. Life creates the content. I just edit. Monthly Mood: Good Company Comes In All Shapes New content: Falling In Love With India’s Finest Aloo… Read More


If you’re reading this right now, you are so lucky. You may not always think so, but think so! Did you drink clean, parasite-free water today? Is your electricity wired in a way that doesn’t threaten to blow up in flames at any given moment? Do you have your freedom of speech? Do you have… Read More


Hidden away in a corner of Japan’s fruitiest prefecture, I was volunteering on one of the best farms that ever happened to me. I wove my bike through rice fields and greenhouses of cherry trees. On clearer days, I soaked up a splendid view of Mount Fuji. One morning, I even found myself at the… Read More


It was a Sunday morning. My mom, dad, myself, and our enormous sack of lychees and grapes were moving at 250kph along the train tracks through Chinese countryside. I was still unaware of what I was in for. Across the aisle of our train compartment, my mother was stretched across three seats, and unresponsive. I… Read More