Think, in this batter’d Caravanserai,Whose doorways are alternate night and day.How Sultan after Sultan with is pomp,Abode his hour or … Continue reading MONUMENT
…the tomb of Nithar, lies reflected in the shimmering pool. In Allahabad I find a secret garden. I have been … Continue reading JAHANGIR’S GARDEN
The British never set out to conquer India… It is sometimes said that Britain obtained its empire in a fit … Continue reading JOHN COMPANY
…their brick bones stripped of stucco skin. Beyond the pedimented gateway, the roar of traffic on Park Street fades to … Continue reading GARDEN OF STONE
But all was not well in the empire. The Moghuls came from Central Asia. Descended from Genghis Khan and Tamburlaine, … Continue reading THE GREAT MOGHULS
The air is humid and a few spots of rain begin to fall. Morning at Howrah Station. As the Doon … Continue reading OH, KOLKATA!
Her long dress is bright amid the sea of black dresses… It is raining on Park Street. Outside the big … Continue reading LADY IN RED
And the dawn comes up like thunder, outta China, ‘crost the bay… – Rudyard Kipling, Mandalay Travelling is a series … Continue reading FROM FAIRLIE TO HOWRAH
He anoints my hands with a fragrant oil and bids me welcome… “Allāhu ‘akbar; lā ‘ilāha ‘illā-llāh…”(Allah is greater; there … Continue reading TIPU SULTAN’S MOSQUE
Empty platforms in nameless towns flashing by. I made these notes in my diary as I crossed the state of … Continue reading The Plains of Madhya Pradesh.