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Drum Beats

April 20, 2019ByteSizeblogger, Blogging, character, chithiraifestival, colour, Dance, destinations, devotion, dreams, festivalfashion, India, instapassport, instatravel, journeys, Joy, latergram, Life, Love, Madurai, Mind, opportunity, People, traveladdict, travelinsights, traveller, traveltheworld, wanderlust, wonder

If there’s one thing that refuses to sit still, it’s the drum. It calls, it commands, it moves. And when it does, so do you.

At the Chithirai Festival, the best drums don’t just set the rhythm—they set the spirit free. Feet tap, bodies sway, the energy sweeps through the crowd like a fever. You dance. You pause. You catch your breath. And then, you look around.

They’re still moving. The colours, the finery, the rhythm—it’s all alive, pulling you back in. You realise you’ve been out of action too long.

So, you move again.

Because that’s what the festival, and the drum, are here for.

That is the Chithirai Festival for you.

Small Bags. Big Wishes

January 11, 2019ByteSizebelief, beliefs, blogger, Blogging, destinations, devotion, energy, God, Home, hope, indulge, instapassport, instatravel, journeys, latergram, Life, Love, momentsofmine, opportunity, People, pilgrim, Roadtrip, sea, skyline, traveladdict, travelinsights, traveller, traveltheworld, wanderlust, wonder

Small bags, bright with turmeric, jingling with bangles, dance in the morning breeze. Tied to a tree, they catch the first rays of the sun—fluttering, whispering, waiting.

Each knot holds a wish. Each thread, a quiet prayer. A mother’s hope, a daughter’s dream, a whispered plea for health, love, or a future yet unseen.

In rural Tamil Nadu, faith isn’t just spoken—it is tied, woven, and left to sway with the wind. And as the sun rises, the colours shimmer, as if the universe itself is listening.

(at Thiruchendur, India)

Idli Vada

December 14, 2018ByteSizeauthenticity, beliefs, bengaluru, blogger, Blogging, celebration, coffee, destinations, energy, entrepreneur, eyes, Food, hope, idli, instapassport, instatravel, journeys, Life, Love, memory, People, roadside, traveladdict, travelinsights, traveller, traveltheworld, vada, wanderlust, wonder

The simplest foods change the mood inside the mind. Bring alive memories. And sometimes make you long to come back for good. The food pipe is the best route on the map of life! ..

Oh. What I not do for Idli vada?

(at Bangalore, India)

Handcrafted

October 3, 2018ByteSizebeliefs, blogger, Blogging, dad, daughter, daughterdiaries, destinations, effort, energy, entrepreneur, Food, friends, gandhi, handcart, History, hope, India, instapassport, instatravel, Love, Mumbai, music, traveladdict, travelblogger, travelinsights, traveller, traveltheworld, wanderlust, wonder

When effort surpasses reality, the picture isn’t one of suffering—it’s one of progress.

Look closely, and life isn’t just about enduring; it’s about adapting, creating, pushing forward. The human spirit isn’t wired for defeat—it is built to survive and overcome.

Seen this way, suffering takes a backseat to resilience, and struggle reveals itself as transformation.

In markets, “handcrafted” is a premium label, reserved for the unique and the carefully made. But for millions, handcrafting life is not a choice—it’s everyday survival.

Effort, persistence, and the refusal to give in—that’s the real handmade story.

Clouds Of Japan

September 5, 2018Uncategorizedairport, blogger, Blogging, Celebrations, destinations, entrepreneur, famous, independenceday, India, instapassport, instatravel, japan, jebi, lives, Love, Musings, Nature, tokyo, traveladdict, travelblogger, travelinsights, traveller, traveltheworld, typhoon, wanderlust, wonder

Tokyo is a city on the move. With a sense of calm hurriedness that can only be best experienced in a crowded metro. Or when the welcome note to the rented apartment mentions “by the way, there may be earthquakes. Don’t Panic”. Or like Typhoon Jebi is raging on and the resolute Japanese fight back with calm! ..
The Japanese are used to clouds. In a sad way too. But it doesn’t take long for you to notice they don’t let it cloud their way of living.

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Traveller Or Tourist?

June 23, 2018ByteSizeactive, airport, blogger, Blogging, buzz, Chicago, colour, destinations, detail, Diversity, entrepreneur, famous, illinois, instapassport, instatravel, Love, Metaphor, Musings, ohare, SHRM18, time, tone, traveladdict, travelblogger, travelinsights, traveller, traveltheworld, wanderlust, wonder

“when all is said and done, much more remains to be said and done”.

At the end of the Chicago leg of this travel, @flyohare ’s elevators say goodbye in a shiny memorable way!
“The traveler sees what he sees, the tourist sees what he has come to see”. Thats G.K.Chesterton. Now that I dint come to see the elevators, I guess I am a traveller!

Flying Over the North Pole: Big Engines, Tiny Thoughts

June 14, 2018ByteSizea380, airbus, airtravel, blogger, Blogging, destinations, disrupt, dubai, emirates, entrepreneur, famous, ice, instapassport, instatravel, Love, Metaphor, Musings, northpole, traveladdict, travelblogger, travelinsights, traveller, traveltheworld, wanderlust, wonder

Flying over the North Pole is magical. White stretches everywhere. Then a flash of sparkling blue. The Airbus A380 hums along, powerful yet tiny against the vast sky.

It makes you think.

Big and small are just ideas.

Up here, the plane feels like a dot. Down below, it’s a giant. Perspective changes everything. It’s humbling. It’s beautiful. It’s a moment to pause and wonder.

Mumbai’s Rain: A City of Anticipation and MagicFocus

June 3, 2018ByteSizeblogger, Blogging, businesstravel, conversations, flow, Ideas, imagination, instapassport, instatravel, journeys, lessons, Life, Love, marinedrive, master, Mind, Monsoon, Mumbai, Musings, passion, rains, traveladdict, travelblogger, traveltheworld, wanderlust, wisdom

There’s something about Mumbai when it rains. The city slows, just a little. The streets glisten. The sea looks alive. But there’s also something about Mumbai when it waits for rain. The air is thick with hope. The sky teases with grey clouds. People glance up, waiting.

Anticipation fills the city.

And when the first drop falls, it feels like Mumbai breathes again.

The wait makes the rain sweeter.

That’s Mumbai—a city of moments.There is something to Mumbai when it rains. There is something to Mumbai when it expects the rain!

Coffee and Conversations: Wisdom in Every Sip

May 27, 2018ByteSizeblogger, Blogging, Children, coffee, culture, dad, filtercoffeee, India, instapassport, instatravel, kaapi, kids, lessons, Life, Love, Metaphor, Mumbai, ordinary, Parenting, Play, purpose, Reflection, startup, Stories, traveladdict, travelblogger, traveller, traveltheworld, wanderlust

My dad always said, “Coffee drinkers are better thinkers.” He was a wise man. I’ve never had a reason to doubt him.

These days, “Coffee?” is the answer to everything.

Questions, answers, problems—it doesn’t matter. Coffee solves it all. Especially in Mumbai. The city hums with its energy, fuelled by endless cups.

Maybe it’s the caffeine. Or maybe coffee is just a great excuse to pause, talk, and think.

Either way, I’m not arguing. Coffee?

Stories a Brass Kettle

April 21, 2018ByteSizeblogger, Blogging, businesstravel, Chennai, coffee, family, filter, History, Ideas, imagination, instapassport, instatravel, journeys, kettle, lessons, Life, Love, Metaphor, Mind, passion, People, simple, traveladdict, travelblogger, traveltheworld, wanderlust

Objects have character. Don’t they? This brass kettle from another era sat quietly, serving filter coffee and cardamom tea for generations. Imagine what it has seen!

Families growing, stories flowing, and lives unfolding—all while it stayed still.

Sometimes, I wish it could talk, spilling tales of the people and the times. But its dents and marks do the talking. They hint at the lives it touched.

So, I let my imagination take over and weave my own stories.

After all, isn’t that what character is—a silent storyteller of time?