I’ve grown up an international millennial, across three homes and four schools. Across this gap year, little has remained constant: country to country, house to house. It's this family I’ll fall back on, always.
Bangalore feels very remote from here.
“In every direction something loomed; it was easy to think us pioneers, completely alone in a landscape nearly ethereal.”
Life on the pasture.
Everything they say about the Jaipur Literature Festival is true.
"After a week in the unfamiliarity of the Andamans, I was looking forward to the five days in Vizag. No one will take care of you like your grandparents do, my mother reminded me just before I arrived. Finally, I was reaching somewhere like home."
If the last time in the Andamans was for the sea, this time was for the land, and its inhabitants.
"Maybe if we clung tightly enough we'd carry the feeling of these arms supporting us even as we scattered."
It is the full moon, and the clouds glide past overhead, buoyed by winter breeze.
Great thick-knees are distinctly odd birds.