Most Indians invariably have family living abroad. That was not the case with mine The first time anyone ever went abroad from my family was back in 2010. I had just quit my IT desk job and received an admit for a photography course in The University of The Arts , London. I didn’t get off to a comfortable start though. The University had arranged for a meet and greet pick up service and for some reason my name was not listed.
Read MoreFew hours in Bangkok with Cats, Ella, Cris, Dogs, Rains, Reflections and Chicken feet.
Read MoreThey say, life passes most people by while they're making grand plans for it. I don’t know much about life or grand plans, but I do know 2 years and 9 months pass by quite quickly when one is their own full time photographer, editor, manager, driver, cook, accountant, sweeper, mopper, dishwasher. Basically, sometimes I feel I am a full time urban-clap deep cleaning professional.
Read MoreSometime last year, actually September last year I had decided to visit Europe hoping for a 'Before Sunrise'-esque episode. Anyway nothing of that sort happened and Vienna wasn't even that nice in my opinion. But, the nicer part of the story is I got to re-unite with my photographer friends from London who are now in various parts of Europe.
The trip was 22 days in all and I had about 12 days of solo time. I was petrified of that part initially, but looking back I definitely had a more visceral experience being alone.
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