Ever since I was a kid, I had always been fascinated to see people waiting outside the airport holding someone’s name. I wondered that someday, even I would step out …
A Tuk-Tuk Driver’s Tale – Stories From Cambodia
The People We Met
The Google of Spiti*
‘Knock! Knock’ We were all sitting in our room post-lunch, before setting out for Kibber, when Murli walked in. With him, was this tiny boy who had shining eyes and …