• Travel

    A Cup of Chai

    It was this time last year that I came back from India. In fact, at the time of my writing this, I would’ve still been on the plane: knocking back free G&T’s with too much gin and reading a novel by Chetan Bhagat whilst reminiscing of the final meal I had ever had in India (marble cake bought from Costa coffee at Mumbai airport, and yes, as much as it shames me that I didn’t have puri or dosa, it was 2am and my stomach and tiredness just couldn’t handle a hot meal. Instead I like to pretend that my final meal was from Janta Sweet Home in Jodhpur, even…

  • Love

    Travelling with a Lover

    It’s because you’re going to the city of love. Known for romantic strolls along the Seine, the glittering Eiffel Tower after nightfall and the fashionable inhabitants. The city that has beautiful neighbourhoods including Montmarte and grand avenues such as the stylishly gorgeous Champs-Élysées, where beautiful locals and hordes of tourists sip lattés and shop in the sun, reflections glinting off the grand windows of Louis Vuitton and Hugo Boss. The city that has striking architecture and good wine, even though you don’t drink. The last time I went to Paris, in the summer of 2017, I chain-smoked whilst crying on the phone to my best friend. It was midnight and…