Kerebasadi of Varanga
The noise of the bus died down as it went ahead after dropping me at this small sleepy village, Varanga. I walked along the mud road which the bus conductor asked me to take, “Keep on walking till you reach…
Continue ReadingThe noise of the bus died down as it went ahead after dropping me at this small sleepy village, Varanga. I walked along the mud road which the bus conductor asked me to take, “Keep on walking till you reach…
Continue ReadingI had half a day to spare on my first weekend in Swindon. While I was thinking of roaming around the town, I bumped into a website, Tara’s Trails, which is about walks in and around Swindon. I decided to…
Continue ReadingSaturday morning 8.30 AM. I was on my bike heading towards my home, Kunigal. The usual short bike ride of 75-80 kilometers one way on weekends. I was bored with same old NH4 (Tumkur road) and NH48 (B’lore-M’lore road). So…
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