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Post 18: Jaipur – An Extended Family Tour (Part –II)

My husband always tells me that I am lucky to have hobbies. He feels that atleast I have something to escape from the monotonous life and get lost for few hours in the world that I love. Now this was the perfect time to act. Without giving a second thought I handed him the rough draft I had written about Jaipur Part-II and said go lock your self in a room and finish it!  By acting on time I got him engaged for an hour and somehow escaped the long tedious conversation he was telling me he had had with his boss that day.

(Now at this point let me tell you that my husband plays a major role in editing most of my posts. It makes him feel important. )

Any way so here is the remaining Jaipur Trip written by my husband.

Day-3: Amer and Albert Hall Museum.

Daily we devoted one and half hour to breakfast. The variety and the taste of assortments was very good. From butter toast to puri sabji , from chola-Bhatoora to paratha, from corn flakes and muffins to idli ,vada, dosa upma ,poha, and from boiled egg omelette & egg  fry to juices ,tea and coffee, everything was at our disposal and we made sure nothing goes untasted.

After loading ourselves with more than a heavier breakfast we headed to Amer. I had heard that Amer hosts an amazing light and Sound show in the evening But we decided to give it a miss as it was not feasible to wait that late in night. We hired cabs. The drivers preferred to take a shortcut and took us through the small gulleys showing us the unseen pictures of Jaipur which was not at all good. The roads were filled with stinking garbage with pigs rolling over it. The sight remained the same till we came out to main road near Jal Mahal.

Amer is real far from the city and it took us an hour to reach there. This was my second visit to Amer, but still I don’t have any majestic detail to share here. All I could remember was that while the whole family was leisurely learning about the details of Deevane khaas-Deevane aam, I was dealing with my toddler’s tantrums and trying to find the exact thing she wanted to eat. I am sharing here one crazy carving that my brother in law found on a pillar. It has many animals. See how many u can find out?


We saw two huge kadhai at the exit. These were made for the movie Jodha Akbar and were left behind after the shoot .

We also went to the contemporary art gallery-” ArtChill” established near the exit gate where the work of India’s top artist was on display.  I spent 30 minutes there and was quite lost in it. The work ranged from 3D work to nature, modern art, big strokes-small strokes oil painting etc. Photography were prohibited. Out of curiosity, I inquired for quote of one of the paintings by Subrata Gangopadhyaya and found out that it was costlier than our life time savings.



We had Lunch at Handi a very popular place for eating “Laal Mans”. For detailed review you can visit Zomato- our own source of choosing the restaurants.

Indian food is not at all photogenic like the other worldwide cuisines but believe me the mutton was amazing.

We had no plans for evening as Amer visit was very tiring. But seeing some energy left in gentry, we proposed to go out to either Albert Hall museum or Birla Temple. Only God knows why we chose to visit the museum to see that  Egyptian mummy and the artillery . The museum had nothing but the pottery work and various trays at the ground floor and some stuff on the Second floor too. Lesson learnt – whenever to choose between museum and temple always choose temple. (At this point I had warned my husband not to touch this paragraph or else you would have been reading the details of the weapons at the museum right now)

Day -4: Pushkar and Ajmer

Pushkar was indeed well planned. Not by us but by parents. Dad had researched that  Pushkar is actually the holiest pilgrim place in India where one can give offering to  ancestors. He had plans to perform ritual there which he had not shared with us.

Jaipur to Pushkar was three hours drive. Pushkar has huge cultural and religious relevance. It is famous for the Bhramaji Temple. We were welcomed by the sight of colorful camel carts and typical Rajasthan local dressed up people.


We visited the temple where my husband and father performed the Pooja. It turned out to be “Amavasya” which is highly auspicious for worshiping the ancestors.



Panditji and the inquisitive family


Cow asking for her share

After the Pooja we ate lunch and then it was the time for shopping. The local market was full of small one shutter shops but the stuff was cheaper than Jaipur. While I picked elephants and dolls for my friends, others got bagful of things. Since our priorities were different, we couldn’t spend much time there. But my advice to fellow traveler is that Pushkar is the place where you can do the best shopping of Rajasthan. From Blue Pottery to Rajasthani Quilt, Hand bags to Lehenga Choli, Rajasthani Pagdi to all the possiblities that a true shopper can explore .


Ajmer was 40 minutes  from Pushkar. I was very apprehensive about the trip partly because few friends of mine had alerted me that the road to “Dargah” was filled with butcher shops and the sight could be highly inappropriate for us. But nothing  of that sort happened. The road to Dargah was clear from any such thing. Later I came to know the pathway that they were talking leads to “Dhai din ka Jhopda”, another historic place that we didn’t visit.

Our friend had given us contact details of a person who guided us to the Dargah. These guides are called ‘Banda‘. Dargah was beautifully lit up and the smell of itra (perfume) was all around.The road leading to the dargah was another intersting place for shoppers. Don’t forget to buy the very famous ‘Sohan Halwa’ from Ajmer which is available almost everywhere and it is very delicious.


Sohan Halwa (PC:

We got chadars and rose petals for offering and entered the main dargah. It was crowded yet manageable. Our banda took us in and  offered prayers for us. The whole atmosphere was so peaceful and soothing.





Finally I got to see what I had come here for, Yes! the Live Qawwali. Verese sung for the praise of Khwaza Garibnawaz.  I had never heard live Qawwali before. The voice was heavenly, I closed my eyes and found myself lost in the sweet sound of rhythmic clapping. My hand came together to clap in unison, but I was stopped by people. Perhaps the clapping by others disturbs the singer’s rhythm. I came back to my senses when my daughter came to me and said that she wanted to play uncle’s piano (She had never seen a harmonium before) . She took money from us and very happily offered to the harmonium player.


Then my mother started to remind us that we should leave before it gets too late. Our ‘banda’ asked us to have Prasad which was actually non-veg . We politely declined the offer as we were still under the effect of Pushkar and the word non-veg prashad sounded like a taboo. Now when I think about it I regret it because I don’t know what tastes better- the Lucknow Biryani or Ajmeri Biryani.

At exit gate we saw two big vessel. In one people were offering various things; fruits, grains, rice, money, etc. In other something was cooking. We were told  that in one vessel they collect offering from people and in second food is cooked for whosoever want to eat in dargah same like the “Langar” in Gurudwara.


Day-5: Shopping and departure

Parent’s train was in afternoon. We had only one place left in our diary which we had not visited, it was “Rawat Kachori ” and it was very close to railway station. So we headed to the place and ordered Pyaj kachori ,Mewa kachori and Choorma. Everything were very delicious but very heavy to digest.


We set our parents off and while coming back we stopped at Lassiwala of MI Road and had Lassi . It was yummy and  it gave good competition to Chaudhuri Lassiwala of Amritsar. Since I had forgotten the taste, I asked my husband to arrange another trip to Amritsar and I am not kidding here.

The itch for shopping was still left in us and we decided to visit the Bapu Market again. There we went on a did three hours shopping marathon.

Finally the trip came to an end and it was time to say bye bye to Jaipur. We all had a big smile on our face and my toddler had another place imbibed on her mental map .


Every evening/night, we used to gather in one room and chat for hours. We skipped our dinner few times due to the late afternoon ghee rich Lunch. We ate peanuts, snacks, fruits together and talked till late in the night. It was quite fun to sit in one room leisurely and just talk.

It was a leisure trip; every step was taken to make sure that the stay and journey must be as comfortable as possible . Nobody was allowed to have tea/coffee in the hotel (except in breakfast which was complimentary). It is against the ideals of my husband, he never approves sipping a 100 Rs tea of Hotels which essentially has nothing in it. My whole family is a tea lover and to resist their temptation and quench their thirst, my husband would take a flask, visit the nearest tea stall, ensure the ratio of all necessary ingredients and bring hot tea for us. My father accompanied him, it strengthen their bonding too,  I used to find them sharing Rajnigandha from the same packet throughout the trip . Anyway, it was so nice to sip that rajasthani Chai. It always added flavors in our late night conversation.


The Real Chai Shaukeen 

Reviews of Handi:

Hotel Souvenir Peppermint:


Post 17: Jaipur – An Extended Family Tour (Part –I)

I always carry a book whenever I travel; sometime it is just to add the extra 250gm in my hand bag. This time I had picked up, “My Family and Other Animals” but then considering it a bad idea (chuckle) I dropped it and continued with “ Eat Pray Love “ instead.  We, a total of 9 people (1 toddler, 4 young and 4 not so young), were off to Jaipur for 4 days .

For me this was my second visit, the last one was our honeymoon, a very memorable one indeed.  Usually in honeymoons the boy is lost in the eyes of the new bride but in our case my groom was lost in the details of the forts, maharajas and their artillery . We always had a guide standing sandwiched between us explaining the intricacies of the architecture, and there used to be a twinkle in the eyes of my husband and I couldn’t yawn enough.

Now, you must be wondering why I went to Jaipur again. In short this was a long awaited family tour and Kerela worked out to be costly. So we settled for Jaipur.  Also this trip was an experiment on how different people with different tastes survive together for 4 days. If this experiment succeeds we have other tours in mind.

We had not just planned the travel but had also set strategies.  Our best strategy was to keep one day tour to Pushkar and Ajmer. Always remember no matter where you go with your  parents/in-laws and no matter how well you have planned there will always be this question,” Aren’t there any temples here?”.  My mother still has fond memories of the Mangeshkar Temple in Goa.

Day-1: Chokhi Dhaani

We all reached our destination on time by different trains. We headed to the Hotel. We had booked a decent hotel ‘Souvenir Peppermint” somewhere near BaniPark.

In the evening we decided to take every one to Chokhi dhaani . Doing this on the very first day would give them a brief glimpse of almost everything- food, dance, language , culture etc. In my previous visit we had covered it on the last day and by then we had lost interest in the rich food.


We covered almost every thing in Chokhi Dhani – Puppet show, dance, magic show, Bajre / Makke ki Roti with makkhan jaggery and chutney, games, recreated Haldi Ghati scene, camel ride, horse cart ride, paani puri concluded by Jeeman i.e the food. Everyone was elated on  being called ‘seth’ and ‘sethani’ by the Chokhi Dhaani boys.




Amma serving Bajre Ki roti with Lehsun Chutney

If you go there do have the khichdi with loads of ghee and sugar.I had stopped them from pouring the ghee and sugar powder but upon being insisted I tried it and it was amazing. They are very generous with Ghee and they believe it is ‘ Bhudape Ki Lathi’ (support in the old age) . I had to remind my parents their  Cholesterol level and who actually was their ‘ Bhudape Ki Lathi’ .

It was an amazing experience and every one was happy.

Day 2: City Palace – Jantar Manatar- Hawa Mahal and Shopping

Second day after the scrumptious buffet breakfast at the hotel we went to City Palace. We were wise enough to take all the photographs – single, group, selfies etc. well on time before our energy level and the makeup wore out.  The rest of the tour was the bitter sweet recap of our honeymoon. The difference was that this time I was not yawning but running after my toddler outside the palace.

After 15 minutes of toddler hyperactivity and group inactivity I went in to find the whole gang glued in front of the displayed dress of Sawai Madho Singh –I. His pajama had drawn all the attention as this Maharaja was 7 feet tall and 4 feet wide weighing 250 Kgs.

The whole group was fascinated.

Immediately after city palace we took a right turn to cover Jantar Mantar. One of my friends had suggested reading about Jantar Mantar beforehand to save time but I was too busy reading food blogs that I forgot this part. The visit would have been better if I had followed that advice.  While the gang spent extra time reading about each astronomical instruments I and my daughter sat down at one place and enjoyed watching the lovely foreigners in Indian dresses.



View of Amer from Jantar Mantar


Then before covering Hawa Mahal we thought of giving our legs a bit of rest and went for lunch. The biggest mistake we did was asking the e-rickshaw wala where to eat.He took us to the restaurant which was The Best- ” Venus restaurant”. The moment we enter there was a stench and the food is not worth mentioning here. The learning we got, while traveling never ever ask the auto or rickshaw wala where to shop or eat, they have their own commissions.

Then we took an auto to Hawa mahal . It is photogenic place. In todays world this much is enough to be told , after all our priority these days is to get perfect photos for facebook and whatsapp dps.



View of City Palace and Jantar Mantar from Hawa Mahal

In the evening we got a bit late for shopping as the market here closes at 9. So we were not able to grab much.

We asked at a local shop about some good restaurant at Bapu Market and he without giving a second thought said ‘Ganesh restaurant’- perfect for home like food. Everyone was hungry so we headed toward this place. I was bewildered to find this place, the entrance was a steep narrow stairways leading to an open air half constructed roof with few steel tables and chairs.  I didn’t speak for the next 15 minutes and kept a tight grip on my toddler as the roof din’t have railings!!!

The food came. You wont believe that it was so delicious that all my anger just vanished.

We had ordered: Laccha Paratha , Butter Roti, Missi Roti , Sev-Tamatar (Local Dish) , Daal Tadka . It costed us 800/- for 8 people!!!!!!

If you guys are shopping in Bapu Market then don’t hesitate to have food in such weird small dhabas placed at every  other roof of the shops, as you wont regret the food.

(To be Contd…)


Post 16: An evening in Prague

This is from a photo of my friend in Prague. I wanted to paint this as a study of reflections . Though I have not been able to do justice to the beauty but still I got to learn a lot. .


Oil on canvas 18X24 “


The original one 

Post 15: Pre-travel Snippet   


Recently, I  finished the ‘Eat ‘part of Eat Pray Love’ and oh my my what can I say. I feel like going to Italy and exploring its architecture, culture, food, fountains, history mystery etc. Italians have a specific ability to turn simple things into grand. Here is an excerpt from the book which made me yearn for Italy.

…. Bel far niente means “the beauty of doing nothing.” Now listen—Italians have traditionally always been hard workers, especially those long-suffering laborers known as braccianti (so called because they had nothing but the brute strength of their arms—braccie—to help them survive in this world). But even against that backdrop of hard work, bel far niente has always been a cherished Italian ideal. The beauty of doing nothing is the goal of all your work, the final accomplishment for which you are most highly congratulated. The more exquisitely and delightfully you can do nothing, the higher your life’s achievement. You don’t necessarily need to be rich in order to experience this, either. There’s another wonderful Italian expression: l’arte d’arrangiarsi—the art of making something out of nothing. The art of turning a few simple ingredients into a feast, or a few gathered friends into a festival. Anyone with a talent for happiness can do this, not only the rich. ……..

As I finished the paragraph, I was in a different world. I closed my eyes and pleaded to God.

Me: Please take me to Italy.

Him:  Tathasthu (Amen)…… You shall be going to Rajasthan!!

Me: Err… What? Wait!! There is a problem in hearing I suppose; I was talking about I-T-A-L-Y.

Him: I know … but in this budget, this is the best I can offer you.

Me: Ah! But!!

Him: Don’t worry! It has amazing food, forts, culture, architecture, secret history etc . Also, the weight you will gain by the Ghee dipped “Daal Baati” will be equivalent to the Naples Margarita pizza”.

Now he was talking.


This reminds me to ask do you know anyone who has never ever travelled in his/her life? Who has never ever stepped out of the house to see what lies on the other side, has never explored different cultures, never tasted different cuisines, and never took photographs in front of a monument. Sad isn’t it. My Mausi (Aunt, Mother’s elder sister) is the one whom I am talking about. In 67 years, she has only visited Lucknow that too to attend my wedding. Now I find it my duty to take her to some place -any place.

There is another excerpt which warmed my heart:

To create a family with a spouse is one of the most fundamental ways a person can find continuity and meaning in American (or any) society. I rediscover this truth every time I go to a big reunion of my mother’s family in Minnesota and I see how everyone is held so reassuringly in their positions over the years. First you are a child, then you are a teenager, then you are a young married person, then you are a parent, then you are retired, then you are a grandparent—at every stage you know who you are, you know what your duty is and you know where to sit at the reunion. You sit with the other children, or teenagers, or young parents, or retirees. Until at last you are sitting with the ninetyyear-olds in the shade, watching over your progeny with satisfaction. Who are you? No problem—you’re the person who created all this. The satisfaction of this knowledge is immediate, and moreover, it’s universally recognized. How many people have I heard claim their children as the greatest accomplishment and comfort of their lives? It’s the thing they can always lean on during a metaphysical crisis or a moment of doubt about their relevancy—If I have done nothing else in this life, then at least I have raised my children well.


This paragraph defines my life goals and therefore I was very delighted that I am already thinking of a family trip. I was feeling emotional. Right when the tears were going to roll out of my eyes, my sister jogged my memory that ours is a family which when brought under one roof is capable of creating enough rancor to drive anyone insane.

Now this is going to be FUN!!!!

POST-12 : Ending the War Within (September Rambling)

If you are bitten by a travel bug then you are either travelling or making travel plans. I have been busy these days doing the latter. Now my toddler has grown up and her options of food have widened so I feel like increasing my challenge level. Currently I have three plans in my planner:

  1. Singapore-Bali, 2. Jaipur and 3. Kausani.

The first and second are to be held for few more months so we thought of focusing on Kausani.  My toddler will be 3 in September end so we decided to celebrate her birthday in the mountains. It was a last moment plan so was not structured well, the tickets were not confirmed and all the resorts where I wanted to stay had already been booked.

Then fortunately or unfortunately we had to cancel our plan to go to our home town for Dusshera. Now this cancellation was not that heart breaking because of the waiting tickets and heavy rainfall in  Uttarakhand . But after doing so much of research I had become nostalgic and had wanted to go to the mountains once again. I wanted to see the sunrise in Kausani and smell the pine trees.  To distract myself from this destination I had to think of something else and I stumbled upon ‘Cinque Terre ‘ in Italy. The photos of that place were breath-taking.  But as I started searching this new place I became sadder. Now my phone was loaded with photos of Kausani and Cinque Terre.

Then the book , Alchemist, which I was re-reading this month came to an end . After closing the book I closed my eyes and thought that what is the book saying that the treasure we look elsewhere lies at our backyard. Anyway I found it confusing so I slept off. When I woke up in the morning and went to my balcony there was a fresh breeze blowing. It didn’t carry the smell of the pine or the sea but still was fresh. The view outside was somewhat similar to the photos in my phone. I felt good.

In the evening I happened to leave office well on time to enjoy a cup of tea at home with a spectacular sunset view , again from my balcony . Now this was so similar to that desired at kausani, except that this was sunset not a sunrise..

Then I realized that the nature had conspired the finishing of the novel alchemist such that it coincides with the sunrise and sunset . I had found my treasure, not in the backyard but in my balcony. I was happy.

But that doesn’t mean i will be hanging on my balcony all year long. A new plan is already under execution 🙂

Meanwhile I purchased three books this month- The little Prince, My family and Other Animals and Eat Pray and Love . I think all these are a sign leading me towards something/somewhere.


Before I could smell the freshly purchased books and sink into the world of travel to dreamlands my husband reminded me that first I need to finish the war Mr Iyer had started one year back !!!! Damn!!!




1. MR Iyer Goes To War is the Indian modern version of the misadventures of Don Quixote and his companion Rancho.

2. The little prince is a heart touching story of a Little prince from a tiny planet giving lessons about friendship and loneliness.

3. My Family and Other Animal is a funny journal of a boy who moved from England to Corfu .

4. Eat Pray Love is a book about a women’s journey through Italy , India and Bali.

If I get time will surely review  read these books 🙂


Week 48-52: Phuket (Amazing Thailand Part-II)

Taking power naps during travel to boost one’s energy is considered as blessing. I am talking about babies, they have mastered this art so well. Phuket was a three hours ride from Krabi, and by the time we reached, my daughter was all ready for the next level of fun while all we wanted to do was get to the hotel and crash. But that is always a distant dream for parents with toddlers. It was drizzling. But then I had become a pro in weather forecast and was mentally prepared for the heavy shower at night in Patong, which was our next destination in Phuket.

Day 3: We reached Patong at 3PM . We had booked Ramada Deevana Phuket through Make My Trip. It is about 500 M walking distance from Patong beach. It gave me a feeling of luxury, and I loved it the moment we entered it.


The rooms were equally comfortable. Though we had some issues with the safe box as it refused to open every time we wanted it and we had to call the mechanic to fix it. It delayed all our plans by 15-20 minutes causing a little bit of irritation.

We quickly settled. Since we were starving, we thought of eating Pad Thai which was at the top of my to-eat list. I searched trip advisor and found a local eatery shop called “Thai Smile”, best recommended for Pad Thai and that too only 5 minute walk from our hotel. We didn’t need to search much. It was located next to the Ibis hotel and surprisingly had just six tables. It was 4 pm so we din’t need to wait at all and we ordered Pad Thai and rice with basil chicken.


Both the dishes were delicious. Sadly our daughter didn’t like this sticky rice and vomited. It was the third day and my daughter had refused to eat anything. We were running out of option to offer her to eat. I felt sad and hopeless and concluded that one should never travel with toddlers. All she wanted to do was to either go to the beach or take a dip in the pool, and for all this only God knows from where she got the energy. All she was surviving on was Kinder Joy .

In evening we went to Bangla road. The street was a little too much happening to my liking. My daughter soon started to cry for Roti-Shabji and we ended up in Indian restaurant “Bombay House”. Since we were not hungry, we ordered just a Roti and later had  “Mango & Banana Pancake” from the streets.



When we reached hotel, we were very tired and crashed. But the baby had plan for us. She vomited thrice in night and we had to call the room service to change the beddings.

Day 5

We woke up little late in the morning and rushed for complimentary buffet breakfast. It has assorted range of dishes, but most of them had a peculiar smell of sea food which was kind of annoying. But due to variety of other continental dishes we were able to eat well.

After breakfast we went straight to Patong beach. The weather was sunny and the beach was looking stunning blue in sunlight. The beach was perfect for swimming and we didn’t wait at all and jumped in water. Best part was that the marked bathing area was only 5 feet deep for quite a long distance and this was the best ever experience I had in any beach. My toddler got a Japanese friend mean while. While returning we had lunch in an Indian Restaurant for the sake of roti for baby and ordered local green dish and Tom-Yum soup. The food was decent but smell of some pungent spice was disappointing.

In evening we again went to Bangla road. The street was happening and buzzing with loud music. But we didn’t like it much. By this time we were a bit troubled with the toddler’s mood and decided to act as a team. So hubby stopped for Thai massage which happened to be a surprise element for him as the whole massage was too strong for his liking. I headed for room and cooked oats for the baby. Surprisingly she finished it without making any fuss and slept peacefully.

We continued this team work the next day also when I went for a massage and hubby took the baby for lunch.

Next morning, we followed the same routine. first Patong beach and then pool. As i already mentioned , on our way back i went for Thai massage. Learning from other’s mistake, I got the gentle oil massage rather than the thai massage and it was worth taking an experience. It was relaxing. We rested the whole afternoon in hotel as we had fixed the evening for the theme park “Fantasea” located in Kamala beach.

Fantasea was the first theme park that we had visited . It had many shops and stalls to keep you amused before the grand show. The dinner  before the show was arranged in a huge hall which could accommodate upto 5000 people. The seating arrangement was done as per the ethnicity and no wonder we found indian food buffet along with thai food next to our seats.

The show started at 9 pm . No cameras or phones were allowed inside. The show was great but I feel overall Fantasea was overpriced. It costed us 2500 THB per person including pickup and drop.

Day 6: Next morning we spend time in the pool and packed our food from the same Thai smile and took a cab to airport.

I just wished this trip wouldn’t end this soon. I loved my first international trip and so did my baby. My final verdict on traveling with toddlers is that let them be the way they are. Try your best to make arrangements for their likes dislikes but don’t overdo it. Let it be. My daughter didn’t eat the first three days but when I stopped running after her she started eating normally for the remaining three days.

Keep traveling and Keep learning !!!!


Week 48-52: “Amazing Thailand” Part 1

In this Blog, I have put forward my dreams, desires, fears, secrets, learning, failures, skills, ramblings, stupidities, and what not. This post is also a bit special to me as it marks the first anniversary of the blog. So to make it memorable, I am sharing my latest adventure.

As previously mentioned, I have a great phobia of flight and I thought the best way to overcome it was to fly more, more and more. So, this time I decided to push myself a little further from Goa and my new destination was “The amazing Thailand”.



It was my first international trip and I started planning in December. I will recommend  few things which might be helpful to others too.

  1. Check the passport expiry and VISA requirement for the destination.
  2. Economic flight options-We broke our journey and took flight from Kolkata which helped us in saving money.
  3. A capped budget for the trip- For this we fixed a budget of Rs 1.5 Lacs
  4. Decide where to go- As Thailand has some 20-30 beaches and all claiming to be the best. I preferred Phuket and Krabi. Though I was confused between Krabi and Ko Samui. But that was easily sorted out because Koh Samui meant taking one more flight.
  5. A lot of reading to plan your type of vacation (I read many blogs, mostly mommy blogs, searched information of resorts in Trip Advisor, critically reviewed them and after a month of hard work I was able to narrow down the 4560 resorts to 6 resorts of my own liking.
  6. Stay- Finalizing the resort was the toughest task and it almost drove me insane. Finally, I booked Aonang Orchid Resort in Krabi for its beautiful pool and Ramada Deevana in Phuket because one of my friend has stayed there in the past. I made all the booking through Make My Trip.
  7. Itinerary- For this part you should only have a rough sketch in your mind. You cannot finalize it beforehand because while travelling with a toddler you don’t have much of a say.
  8. Currency: -It is better to carry strong currency rather than carrying INR or THB as it fetches much better rates and can be exchanged anywhere. We bought some forex from Thomas Cooks which was costlier so I will advise, for better rates prefer banks.
  9. SIM card:- It is better to buy the local SIM in Thailand only. The counters are available in airport and rates are very competitive. We bought one connection with 100THB talk time and unlimited 4G data which sufficed the complete trip. All hotels, spa and restaurants are Wi-Fi equipped so connectivity and WhatsApp calls were never any issue.

From here on my hubby pitched in. He took my “Get over Flight Phobia”  project so seriously that he booked the flights with maximum stoppages and hops. My first international trip ended up with a total of 8 takeoffs and landings, and two night outs with one sleeping toddler on an aching arm .

He also arranged FOREX, necessary “VOA” documents, SIM details, taxi booking etc. We carried only 10K THB and rest in USD. We paid  for our hotel bookings online.





After the planning phase, usually the time starts when you endlessly dream about your upcoming vacation. Unfortunately in my case it was filled with continuous nightmares of taking flights, Tsunamis and speed boat crashes. I realized I am a person with serious issues.

However this stage soon got over when the time came to pack. Goa had taught us ‘what not to pack’ so we were all prepared to pack light as each kilo could have become heavy on our pockets. Air Asia charges you for each and every thing including your baggage.

I referred many blogs and you tube videos for packing hacks and finally ordered an organizer which had set of 6 bags (three for clothes and three for laundry). The size was so apt that all of our clothes  well fitted into these bags and I was sane throughout the tour.



Phew!! we were now all set to go.

About the flight, I would just mention that now I am going to memorize Vishnu Shahastranaam as Hanuman Chalisa gets over before the “Fasten your seat belt” sign goes off.

So after 24 hours, we landed in Krabi and a cool drizzle welcomed us in the Airport. I had read that Taxi scams are very common in Thailand, so we had searched the most reliable taxi services in Thailand and found- Krabi Shuttle and Phuket Shuttle .We booked all our rides online in advance and smiled when our driver was waiting at arrival lounge with a placard in his hand.


I was apprehensive about my Thailand trip because April first week was expected to be rainy.  It was raining cats and dogs by the time we reached the hotel.

I could clearly see my holiday plans being washed down with rain and my gallant act of taking 4 flights to reach here seemed to go in drains. Tears rolled down my cheek. My daughter was jumping with joy at the sight of rain, and I wished I could be a child once again. My husband was busy setting the wifi password and my vision went hazy.

After half an hour, I was awakened by my daughter. My husband was standing before me with his mobile, pointing out at the weather forecast site. He was smiling like a wizard. I looked outside, the rain had stopped.

We stepped outside with our umbrellas, not because it was raining but because the toddler wanted to play sword- sword with it. Ao-Nang was a very beautiful place. The lanes were filled with colorful shops, cheerful tourists and tempting food stalls. The breeze was cool and music was floating in the air. There were indian restaurants like Maharaja, Noori, Guru, Tandoori Nights etc. at every 200 mtr.  As we were starving since forever, we chose to have a good indian meal before I started off with the ‘Must Eats in Thailand’. To cheer myself up I chose to have an entire fried fish.


Day- 1 : As predicted by the wizard, the day was completely sunny. We booked a speed boat for a Ko Phi Phi island tour which included visit to Bamboo Island, Maya Bay, Viking Cave, Monkey Beach, and lunch in Phi Phi Don. The boat had Vietnamese, Japanese, Chinese, Indians, Philippines, Russians, Thai and a jocular tour guide who promised crocodile/monkey/anaconda/shark meat to everyone as a special lunch from his side.


The first stop “Bamboo Island” was a 40 minutes ride from Ao-Nang. The beach was pristine and it had crystal clear shining blue green color water. I had seen such view only in pictures. I was amazed and awestruck. We got only an hour to enjoy the place. We moved further to Maya-bay, where we spent another 20-25 minutes as the area was very small. The bay area is famous because of the shooting of Hollywood movie “The Beach”. Later our speed boat went into deeper water to let the water enthusiasts to take a dive and do snorkeling to enjoy rich marine life of the coast. As I know swimming  only in a four feet deep pool, so i didn’t dare to join the party.


Next, we went past viking caves which was once the adobe of pirates and has a vivid display of murals and other arts created by vikings. Unfortunately we could not visit them. Viking Caves are inhabited by birds called swifts and their nests are harvested and hunted by the locals.  These nests are used in making the famous Chinese bird nest soups.

Our destination was the Phi Phi Don which was a commercial hub and our buffet lunch was arranged in a restaurants run by local Thai muslim ladies. Food had local touch and was very tasty indeed. We got almost an hour after lunch and we enjoyed a lot except for the part where my daughter refused to eat anything but cucumber.

We reached the hotel room at 4 pm and concluded the day with a stroll in the nearby market.

Day-2: We booked another tour to Emerald pool and Hot springs. It was half a day tour and this time we preferred to take a tourist van.

Hot springs were an hour drive from Aonang and further 15 minutes walk from the main gate. The place had natural bath tubs where you could sit and take a hot water jacuzzi. Our daughter was scared of entering into hot water so she chose to dip only her feet while we immersed ourselves to enjoy the sauna. We felt very relaxed and fresh after taking the bath.



Our next stop was the emerald pool. it is a nature made swimming pool and was very beautiful. The pool could be reached by two paths from the main gate, we chose the shorter one as the time allotted to us was only an hour.


Though the pool was very beautiful but it was too slippery to go in with a toddler.  I and my husband took the dive in turns and didn’t do any adventure because it was very difficult to keep a toddler still.


Entrance to Emerald Pool


Emerald Pool

After two variety of baths in a day, it was time for some food. We had  local Thai crunchy chicken on the stick, boiled corn and watermelon ice-cream.

When we returned to Ao-Nang, we were starving and time was right to attack in an Indian restaurant. We found a hotel named “Tandoori Nights” though we visited it in broad sunlight. The hotel had a photo of Gandhi and a map of India and one Sardarji was having beer just under the nose of Mahatma.



After lunch we rushed to the Aonang beach to take a “I was here” photo in front of the giant fish. The click for photo and the downpour both took place simultaneously and we wrapped up and rushed to our hotel room.


In evening, We explored the remaining streets of Ao-Nang and did some shopping. At  dinner time, I had a husband who wanted to have Pizzza and a daughter who wanted to have “non-Sticky, non-Thai rice” and this weird combination gave me a headache so all I wanted to take was a nice cup of ginger tea.

After a km walk, we finally found an italian restaurant called “Spaghetti House” with a sign board of  “No Thai Food” and ordered garlic bread as starters. but our daughter had planned something else for us which required an immediate diaper change.

So we had to walk all the way back to our resort. As my tolerance limit had already been reached, I quickly searched for pizza serving indian restaurant near our resort  and found out a restaurant called ‘Zaikai” within 100 mtr. We ordered Pizza, Daal-Chawal and a cup of tea which was the weirdest combination I have ever ordered. The food was delicious and to my relief my daughter ate the daal chawal whole heartedly.

Day- 4 : We spent the next morning in swimming pool and at 12 checked out of the hotel. We were off to Phuket on a SUV booked through

To be Continued…

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Week 41-43: Hibernation is over.

It was real cold here and I was hibernating the whole month, doing nothing but curiously watching what others are doing. I browsed a number of blogs and vlogs, mostly in field of art, food, lifestyle, and travel and started following  few bloggers and vloggers for their unique style and content. I will share the three people I loved.

  1. In oil painting space, I came across this beautiful girl  Lena Danya. It was not her beauty that struck me but her style of water series painting . I love the way she uses small brushes for detailing which is completely opposite to the way I do. She uses glass palette and bowls which are way lot easier to clean after the work. After following her for almost a month my favorite color is teal 🙂
  2. In travel and food section, I stumbled upon Mark Wiens and his blog What caught my attention was his expressions, especially how he widened his eyes and swayed a little bit every time he tasted something good and this is exactly what I do when I eat good food :). I was actually researching about thai food and this guy is the champion of thai cuisine for obvious reasons. Apparently, he  came to South Asia in 2009 to start his journey of food and travel and married his love, a native to Thailand, and now they both travel and eat together :). Though his culture and food choices are totally different than mine but his videos are very much enjoyable.
  3. In lifestyle, I checked this girl Lucie Fink . Lucie makes 5 days series in which she takes challenges/projects and accomplish/continue it for 5 days (Monday-Friday). Her blog has inspired me a lot and I am also planning to do something similar and interesting :).

Finally, after peeping into other’s life I realized that the time has come to wake up and to do something with my ongoing monotonous life too. First thing i did, I put my plants in the sun, did a bit of weeding and watering to throw new vibe in them. Hopefully the petunias will  bloom by next week. I also took out my canvas, easel, colors, and brushes to show them some fresh air. The greenry and the mini studio in balcony now inspires me to finish my butterfly series. I have planned to make four abstract butterflies, an idea actually inspired (copied) from someone from net. I am taking these small painting projects to explore new ideas, new color combinations and detailing before I can get back to my true self and start doing something original of my own.

Oh! and how can the New-Year start without a resolution post. Don’t go by the things I mentioned above, this year, I haven’t made any health, travel or lifestyle resolutions.

Actually, a very big thought struck my mind and without giving it a second thought I declared it as my 2017 target. I don’t know how I will go about it and whether declaring it on a public forum will make it easier for me or embarrassing but…” By the end of 2017 I want to have an exhibition of my paintings

Week 35-40…and I became a ‘Beach Person’

I had been away for almost two month. I can excuse myself by saying that it was a festive month, I was busy cleaning the house, I was planing a mini vacation which involved 5 flights (substantial enough to make me go numb)  etc . But the truth is that managing a blog along with a baby for a working mommy is just impossible. So I thought that instead of giving up I should rather take a break. So here I am.

Last month we had gone to GOA. It wasn’t the first time. We had visited Goa when I was in college. I and my parents along with my BFF and her family had gone on a two days guided tour. I faintly remember taking ride on a tourist bus and a guide with an annoying accent showing us entire Goa allowing 20 minutes stay in each beach. He showed us all the churches, temples,  jail, dolphin ride , evening cruise, the elephant who could paint and what not. By the end of the trip I had enough of GOA and I had vowed that I am done with GOA. So when proposed for a GOA Honeymoon, I had a big NO!  I declared myself a Mountain person. Not because I went on regular hikes, treks  or bike trips to Leh,  but because I was born in the mountains.

I studied in college which has its own beach. So I had lost the charm of beach. But perhaps something was bound to happen. I met another mommy friend who had gone to Goa with her toddler. While browsing her pics I saw the serene beauty of its magnificent beaches and eventful shacks, beautiful local markets, Sea foods etc. Awestuck with inspiration I started searching traveler blogs/vlogs and soon realized that I was so wrong about Goa.

Soon the planning started. Flights searched and booked, resorts negotiated and finalized, beach specific clothing arranged and packed and the toddler was informed that she was going to Goa (as if she cared) .

Day 1: We landed in Goa around 4: 30 pm and by 6:30 pm we were at ” Santana Beach Resort”. The moment we entered, we fell in love with the resort,the green pathway, off white rooms outlined with blue color giving a fresh look, courteous staff etc.



The room was very spacious. It had a nice bed, a small sitting area, a balcony with two chairs, and a small but clean bathroom. The resort had two gates one directly opening to the Candolim beach and the other opening to the market place.

We wanted to rush to the beach  that very night but we were informed that all the shacks in the Candolim Beach were temporarily closed due to the license issue. So we decided to hang out at market place. We chose to dine at “De Candolim Deck” . We tried salad, baked chicken and a roti (for toddler). Food was average, but the experience was great due to live music and candle lit table. However we had to kill the romance of candle as the baby had caught hold of the fork and knife and wanted to cut the flame into two.

We did some shopping and returned to our place. The resort room was so comforting that the the moment we fell on the bed we woke up in the morning.

Day 2: I am known for over planning and then spoiling my mood if things don’t go my way. So this time I decided to plan only the essential. The remaining fun part was to be Go with the Flow.

Not being too experimental on the first day we headed straight to BAGA Beach. The cab dropped us at a shack called TITTOS  and suggested we walk all along the beach and reach BRITTOS by lunch. This was the best suggestion of our trip. TITTOS TO BRITTOS  🙂


We were waiting to see our toddlers reaction the moment she sees the beach and believe me my trip was such a success after seeing her scream with joy. Then there  was no stopping her. We kept walking and playing and then when we reached BRITTOS we  hired a beach bench and lazed there while our daughter played with the sand.

The best mommy tip that I had read in the blogs was to carry talcum powder to get rid of the sand from the baby’s hands and feet. Believe me I was done cleaning her in 5 minutes.

Then the three of us just laid on the bench and stared at the stretch of water. It was the best moment when every thing seemed to disappear only the sea was there. Finally hunger came into picture and we headed to BRITTOS. We ordered finger fish, chicken xacuti and roti. The food was amazing. Only drawback i could find was that they didn’t accept credit cards.

We  headed back to the hotel and as we were so tired we took afternoon nap and when we got up it was already sun set .

In evening we just walked around the Candolim Market . Bought few gifts for friends and family back home. We bought a swimming costume for our little one .Then we went to the closest restaurant which was playing live music and it happened to be ” The Stone House” . We ordered hakka noodles and chicken sizzler. The chicken gravy (hidden beneath the egg in the photo) in the sizzler was simply amazing.



Day 3: We had kept this reserved for Vagator. I had great expectation from this beach  but  the moment we entered the beach we were so disappointed as the beach was very rough and i didn’t find it clean. Then i realized that I had read in the blogs about the Small Vagator on the other side of the cliff. We walked all the way back and then to the other side.  The other side was completely different . The beach was very quiet and very less crowd.  I had wanted to go to the shack called Thallassa but it meant  walking another 10 minutes with the baby and I didn’t want to do so. So we went to the nearest shack called ‘Fish Tail’. We settled ourselves there and turn by turn went to take dip in the water.

Here we ordered tuna fish sandwich, which was so heavenly  and spaghetti arrabiata for my husband who doesn’t eat fish .img_20161114_125243-1

The shack was so comfortable and soothing that our toddler slept there for an hour while we sat and looked at the horizon for hours.


Unwillingly we went back to our resort and before hitting the lazy mode we took a dive into the pool. There we stayed for half an hour and came back and took our siesta.


In the evening we again headed to the Candolim Beach before the sunset. The tide had retrieved so the beach was just amazing. The most beautiful beach I have ever seen.

On the first day  the tide had made it look scary but this evening it was so amazing. We walked walked and walked and realized that we had walked too far only when our toddler refused to walk further.

For dinner we went to ‘Fisher Man Cove’ This place has the best live music I have ever listened too. However we did a mistake of making wrong orders. The Chicken Cafreal was not as good as it sounded. The Spicy calamari was not a good way to have something for the first time. Buttered calamari would have been better  and Manchao soup did not club with the food as well. However the ambiance was too good hnvbut the place was very crowded.

Day4: We had to check out at 11 am and catch a flight to Pune at 2pm. The moment we woke up, the three of us rushed straight to the beach. The beach was very rough in the morning so we didn’t waste much time there ,instead we headed for breakfast and then soaked ourselves in the pool for the remaining half and hour. After that we broke our record of packing in no time.

Since the day i came back I cannot think  about anything else but GOA. So my suggestions to all the mommies with babies and toddlers is without any fear plan a nice beach vacation. Keep in mind to book a resort which is closest to the beach as well as the other attractions so that you get to do minimum walking/travelling and have fun.

P.S : This post has been written with a toddler clinging and jumping on the laptop. So typos, errors and irregularities may please be overlooked.

Week-12, 13 & 14:I Flew to Pune.

Week 12:

Finally, My flight ticket to Mumbai got booked. There had been a significant reduction in my speech, diet and activeness for a week. I noticed it when I passed by the regular chauraha without stopping  for Paani Puri.

Week 13: Mumbai-Pune


Day 1 Part 1:

The fateful day arrived. I had booked an early morning flight to get past the flight phobia as fast as possible. But since morning, the God was in playful mood. The monsoon decided to strike and it poured cats and dogs. I was praying and the cab was cutting the water in the speedy lane. Suddenly a big water body flashed over the wind shield. The watchful driver applied brakes to slow the vehicle, but the truck behind us, could not and it resulted a 25 Tonns beast bumped our sedan from behind.  After a quick settlement, we rushed for the airport and somehow made there on-time. But the drama wasn’t over. The trunk of the car, loaded with my two bags, refused to open. I was stranded there with my toddler and MIL while the driver rushed to a local mechanic to open it. It costed me half an hour. But somehow driver got my luggage on time. I started running towards all security checks with my luggage in hurry while my toddler enjoyed my insanity and my MIL worried about us missing the flight. Finally, I reached the boarding queue and took a deep breath. But breath was taken away when the Air hostess inquired about boarding passes. Goddamn, I ran like Milkha singh to check in counter and found security personnel waving the passes and smiling at me. I had left them at the counter while juggling among the toddler, the diaper bag, and the bag full with Malihabad Mangoes specially ordered by my Husband. Apparently for him, ‘Alphansos’ are nothing in comparison to the ‘Malihabadis’.

In the haste I forgot to WhatsApp all my contacts ” Love u all ” before taking off. Thank God for that or else it would have been so tedious to send an explanation to everyone.

Day 1 Part 2 Mumbai:

Ya! the flight was over without any event as eventually the God made peace with me.  I landed in Mumbai. The welcoming sight of Mumbai, the biggest slum of Asia,  was a bit depressing. I had recently finished the book ” Behind the beautiful forever” which is based on lives of people of the slum next to the airport. It suffocates me just looking at these slums and thinking how people struggle for space. Before I could delve any further I reached my BFF’s house seeing whom I forgot everything. She is like the fresh breeze which one must have in one’s life. She is a complete different world altogether and I always feel so relaxed in her company since college days. She stuffed my belly with savory good homemade food and heart with old days’ talks.


I was sad while leaving her but excited in expectation to see the beautiful Bombay Pune Expressway. But pre-monsoon shower came heavily on us. The journey was beautiful but the heavy rain spoiled the view a bit.

At times, the rain makes you depressed. Right when I was gloomy, I saw light at the end of the tunnel and felt hopeful again..


I arrived Pune with absolute zero plans. No expectations, nothing! I stepped down from the cab and first thing I noticed that the air conditioner was working outside too.

Day 2:

The Guest house where we stayed was an excellent adobe for my daughter. It had sufficient space for her to run here and there . In the evening, we strolled around MG road munched some road side Bhel that tasted awesome with raw mangoes and returned with some street shopping and enjoyed rolls from Rollsmania.


Day 3:

We went to the Phoenix City Mall, had a burger in Burger King, did some time pass and had dinner at Food Court. It was not that great experience at all. The funny part was to go to fun city for our baby, happily buying tickets and realizing there was no fun for a two-year toddler.

Day 4:

So since my MIL was with me so it was customary to visit some temples we headed to Shirdi early in the morning which is three and a half hour ride from Pune.

The advent of Monson had made the surroundings lively and beautiful. In breakfast, we had ‘Misal Pav ‘ and ‘Vada Pav’. Both were spicy yet yummy. ‘Misal pav is the type of dish which should be used in Master Chef to confuse the contestants in guessing the ingredients. I could not find whether it had sprouts in it or sev.

I do believe in the doctrine that all are equal in the eyes of God but on this day I chose to take a VIP entry to the temple. In all the hustle bustle I didn’t realize when the Darshan was over. The big famous temples always remain a mystery to me, they never offer me the space and solace.  I prefer to pray at home or the nearby temple which has sufficient space to sit and offers time for one to one talk with God.

On the way back, we visited the Shani Shingnapur Temple. I was elated because I belonged to that generation of women who got the privilege to enter the temple and worship the shrine. But before I could feel more victorious and could tell shani maharaja that how these men have kept him in darkness for so long and that he will enjoy the visit by the woman squad and what not, I was pushed aside by the line of people behind me.  Photography was prohibited but outside the temple I found a big movie poster and couldn’t resist the clicking. Lord of Shingnapur.



I also clicked this amusing sight of an old fashioned sugarcane machine being run by a bull.. These places were called Rasvantis.


Day 5:

It rained the whole day and we had no option but to sit and stare at each other. I however enjoyed watching television. Yes! at one point of time, in your hectic life it becomes a luxury. In evening we went to FC road. This time I didn’t leave the evening planning for my husband. With the help of Internet, Blogs and Zomato I handed over him the list of things I had to do. Apart from shopping we had a chocolate sandwich at a place called Flavours. Packed cheese cake from ‘Sweet Chariot’ and savored the ‘Yana wok and sizzlers ‘ for their famous sizzlers for which apparently people come from Mumbai to enjoy .



I couldn’t sleep the whole night mostly because of indigestion and also the baby who caught cold and vomited all over me. But I always keep myself prepared for the unexpected from the baby.

Day 6 :

Next day after kick-starting the day with a cup of Eno…. Yes, you heard it right! Eno! We decided to let the baby rest with MIL. We left for Vohuman café which is famous for its bun Maska, Cheese Omelette and of course the Irani Chaai. On the way back bought a sweat shirt for the baby.




After spending the day we just walked around in the neighbor-hood and let the baby recover. With the help of Zomato, we decided to have a grand dinner at ‘Little Italy’. It has a bunch of the most courteous waiters, who if were Italians would have kissed my hands some 20 times I suppose. They made special arrangements for the baby to sit and when baby started shouting ‘ Maggi Maggi Maggi’s looking at the next tables pasta the staff arranged a small plate of pasta tossed in butter for her. She showed her table manners and had it with both her hands.

We ordered Pizza and Lasagna , both were amazing.

Day 7:

My husband’s colleagues came over to meet the baby and we decided to have lunch  with them at NH37 dhaba, a Bengali restaurant. The ambience was very rustic and food was very delicious. The best feature of the restaurant was that they approached us with a box with a lock and asked us to keep our phones in it and give the key to the waiter. This initiative was to ensure that we all have a good time with each other rather than staring at our phones. If u successfully had your meals without opening the box you will be given 10% discount. Unfortunately, my husband had a Con-Call to attend so we couldn’t avail the benefits.

I couldn’t take the photos of this place as the baby was cranky and my husband was busy in a con-cal.

Day 8:

The tour was over. We drove back to Mumbai. It was again pouring like crazy and it took us 4 hours to reach the Mumbai  airport from Pune. I don’t think I will even survive a day in this city if I have to stay here.

Week 14: The vacation lag is not over yet. The memories of Pune are just not leaving me and so are the extra kilos and inches. The heart wants more. So while  munching the ‘Bhakarwari’ by the ‘Chitale Bandhoos’ I have prepared my next travel plan. It will either be Goa, a luxury cruise, Pondicherry, Thailand (provided my passport is ready), Gangtok or Kerala via Pune.