London: The City Which Never Sleeps

The beautiful light of the moon came streaking in through the window and fell on my face. It woke me up. I checked the time; it was almost 2 am in the morning. My friend was fast asleep. I kept staring at the beautiful tree outside, whose leaves shined and glowed in the moonlight. At…

London: The First Glimpse . . .

In my previous post I had promised to take you along with me on a journey to London; and I have returned to keep that promise. My train reached the Euston station around 12:35 ish in the noon. The signs in the station were clearly marked and in no time, we found our way out….

London Calling . . . . .

“Travelling – it leaves you speechless, then turns you into a storyteller.” – Ibn Battuta I believe that travelling is not only a narration of the do’s and don’ts regarding a specific place but to take the audience on the journey of the place with me. It is no fun to describe the feelings of the…