The desert and the sea (India #6)


From the green, luscious jungles of the south, I had finally arrived at the gateway to the desert: Jodhpur. The houses, most painted a version of pale blue, reminded me of a great body of water, and, hence, the title. No, it is neither heat stroke nor food poisoning, it actually made sense.

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Stress of change



One would hope that my absence from the virtual world has been noticed; that families have been praying for my return, women have been wailing and children have been crying. It all started with my decision to move from to and then my life got complicated in an entirely unrelated manner. Lots of travelling and work and little time and lots of frustration.

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On being gay and loving someone

Who is this child talking about love and relationships as if he knows anything? I would start with a disclaimer – I, indeed, have very little experience in relationships or love. Does this stop me from making observations? I dont thinks so. You dont need to be an amazing cook to be able to be a food critic. So this post might be more from what I see than what I do. And I would like a slightly different approach to it, so here it goes:


My dear future husband,

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The Doctor Lies

Truth is everybody lies. At some point or another – or, in some case, all the time except some point or another – they will lie to you. Some, I accept, because they have your best interest at heart. Others because they have their own best interest at heart – which in a way I think is perfectly legitimate considering it’s a dog eat dog world.


Truth is trust is risky business. From cheating lovers to mean classmates, every time we trust someone we expose ourselves to risk. Sometimes small risk sometimes big one. Now, I’m not saying to never trust anyone. Just that I think people need to always understand that trust is risky. That the people who trust you are giving you an amazing gift.


Nor am I saying lying is bad. Don’t get me wrong – I love lying. But I found that the better you are at lying the less point you see to it. The same way trust is risky, so is lying. Lies ruin trust like nothing else. Once gone, it’s a very hard thing to get back.


So why am I talking about all this nonsense? About trusting other and telling truths? Perhaps all I want is to let some people who trust me know how much I appreciate what they are doing. I tend to be a manipulative person, yet I do it with some people because I care about them. Sure, some of you should probably not trust me. The same way I should not trust some of you. It’s like gambling. But this game is rigged in your favour. Sometimes you lose – you can’t control that. You can try and get better at reading people, but you won’t be bullet proof. So just take a few hits. Because when that gamble wins…

Hungry in Hungary


Putting aside the cheap, lazy jokes my tired mind cooks up for titles of my blog posts, this is where I have disappeared for the past week after my departure from the southern hemisphere. As the song goes, “a little party never killed nobody”!

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Convict Island (Tasmania #1)


Travelling, for me, is a conquest. It is the ultimate intellectual challenge. It is the only arena where you actually have to transfer all those skills, all that intellect, all that charm, to conquer the real challenges of life. As Goethe said: “I hate everything that merely instructs me without augmenting or directly invigorating my activity”.
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