About The Blog

I love writing and he loves photography, and we both love traveling.

So this blog is coming together of our passions. And the reason why we travel a lot, explore new places and have developed a keen observation is because of his job – ARMY. In armed service you can’t stick to a place beyond 2 years, sometimes even less than that.

When I got married to him, I had no idea how this was gonna work – changing places so frequently. I had stayed all my life in one place and my parents did the same, we knew each and every road, every person in the vicinity, even their past, present and future stories. But then I realized that this actually was an

We two – the writer and the photographer

impediment. When you know you are not going to stay in that place more than a few years you feel like exploring and exploring every bit of it.

Sometimes, exploring is the need, because you are new and have to live for 2 years, You got to know which are the best restaurants, the best places to hang out, even a good tailor, a cheap grocery shop and the best part is while you are gathering basic information, you make friend, you get insiders tips.

Like when I was in Chennai and was desperately looking a for a good tailor who would stitch suits north Indian style, I bumped into these two women in a cloth store and because they were talking in Bengali, i couldn’t resist and hesitantly asked ” Hi, I am new to this place. Can you help me find a good tailor” and since then there was no looking back.

 

 

Let me start with a list of places I have already been in India – and seen them inside – out. For I see the places not as a tourist for a few happy vacation days but I stay in those places for good 2 years. My strategy is simple – my husband is in army, so I tag along with him where ever he is posted, make sure that we visit all the nearby places and just enjoy life as and when it comes.

So, for your good and mine, let me just recall and list down the places I have already been in India. Now this list has a mix of places where we went owing to his posting, places we explored around, places we just went because we wanted to go…and trust me each place that we went has a story to say Sometimes, it would be long discussions on where we would go next, confusions, debates…sometimes, trips were just a quick escape from life stress….quite  a few times event gifts ( he forgets my birthday, or a trip as festival gift , anniversary gift) …also sometimes it would be his office trip and I would coyly tag along…..

See, I got drifted…back to the  list (this is in no particular order..I don’t take almonds in morning, give me some concession)

  1. Pasighat
  2. Tinshukhia
  3. Dibrugarh
  4. Jorhat
  5. Itanagar
  6. Jammu
  7. Lucknow (my hometown)
  8. Indore (MHOW)
  9. Delhi (my first love)
  10. Chennai
  11. Pondichery
  12. Tranquebar
  13. Chail
  14. Chandigarh
  15. Srinagar
  16. Goa
  17. Jaisalmer
  18. Jodhpur
  19. Bikaner
  20. Jaipur
  21. Vaishno Devi
  22. Guwahati
  23. Kaziranga
  24. Kufri
  25. Kalka
  26. Kasuli
  27. Gangotri
  28. Puri
  29. Chilka
  30. Rishikesh
  31. Haridwar
  32. Kolkatta (my bong connection)
  33. Goa (completely as a tourist)
  34. Macleodganj
  35. Yole
  36. Cherapunji
  37. Masmai Caves
  38. Shillong
  39. Almora
  40. Mumbai
  41. Agra
  42. Mathura
  43. Vrindavan

I am sure there are a few more places, off-beat ones, but I don’t seem to recall now. This list will be updated regularly.

Well, that is how we fauji’s live life.

Feel free to share your stories, write as a guest blogger and connect with me on:

Twitter@writergitanjali

Email: banerjee.gitanjali@gmail.com

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