Travel becomes a strategy for accumulating photographs – Susan Sontag

As kids, we run on certain assumptions. Assumptions that have never been corrected by fact because you had no reason to believe you could be wrong. Like this fav hand knitted sweater that’s been at home for as long as  I can remember. For many years I assumed that the sweater was my grandmother’s. When my mom wanted to give it away I picked it up and throw it to the bottom of my closet. occasionally it would surface when it get’s ridiculously cold. Like in the past few days the oceanic depression cause winter rains.

What better day than to wear it on the evening you wanna escape for a drive?


Photography by Susheel Sanketh Rai | Styling by Nita Dsouza

Hand knitted sweater: Made by a society of leapers, The community was popular for raising funds by selling hand-made products (click here to know more) | Shirt: Forever21 | BF JEans: Forever 21 | Shoes : Allen Solly | Earrings: thrift | Bag : Chinese local markets |

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We all have our comfort zone when we travel. Some of us have separate clothes we keep aside specifically for travel, Like my dad who loves his double pocket shirts to store all his junk because it falls out of pant pockets. Yes! I do too have an obsession for pockets but it can be on any piece of the outfit not just the pant. But Every time I choose my travel outfits I keep certain very specific needs in mind.

  1. Pockets – yes because sometimes I wanna stuff those 200ml bottles of juice in my pocket
  2. Stretch fits – always, I’m even ok with tights as long as i have unrestricted movements. Once I wore my boyfriend jeans but the loose fit did save me from tripping over my own feet while climbing down.
  3. shoes – Need to protect my delicate feet from the dirt, bad weather, and long walks. I’m not kidding about the walking. Can anyone name one tourist destination that doesn’t involve walking, no wonder travel is good for your health
  4. small travel bag – Oh yes! a bag too small but big enough to be equal to the biggest handbag you’ve ever carried. believe it or not, for 3 or 4 days of travel, the bag is just big enough!
  5. Covering layer – Probably the most taken granted for by most people. My mom’s robbed my dad of his jacket so many times (But of course he’s always prepared for his wife’s tantrums). I’ve always either carried a light jacket  or a warm shawl sometimes both. you don’t have to carry an oversized jacket if you pick the right outfit layers. At times a good scarf can save you from the sun.
  6. sunglasses – Just because the weather is cold the sun won’t stop shining and I am half blind in bright sunlight.
  7. Jewelry that doesn’t have to come off– this is the part that makes me sick. Unless you are traveling with a specific agenda, pick out some basics. over the years I’ve preferred to wear my tiny gold or diamond jewelry rather than my fancy pieces just because I don’t have to take them off, even while taking bath.

If you have any suggestions or further improvisation on picking out my travel clothes leave a comment below.




Photography by Susheel Sanketh Rai | Styling by Nita Dsouza

Tee: H&M | watch : Tommy Hilfiger (Shop here) | Joggers : max fashion (shop similar) | Bag and scarf: Fabels by fabindia (shop similar) | Shoes : streetstylestore (shop here)

Alway comfortable,

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Sometimes you just have to escape.

Most of the times I love to be in the city but sometimes it’s just nice to get away from it. No! really this isn’t much of a getaway and we are still withing Bangalore city limits! In spite of the EXTRA large population, the city itself is still very small. This is a little of Sarjapur road, the city is still filled with farmlands. Sometimes you don’t have to go too far to find quite spaces. Just a car and a pointless direction. I’m never much for the boho trend but the softness of the suede just made it the perfect relaxed outfit I’ve worn in a while. Plus the oxidised silver necklace makes it an easy pairing with a lot of clothes.

Have a great week ahead!


Photography by Susheel Sanketh Rai | Styling by Nita Dsouza

faux suede tunic, BF Jeans and necklace: Forever 21 |  shoes: ginger by lifestyle |

Alway ready to escape

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Let’s Visit my Dad’s school

Growing up we always assume “the adults now nothing”. Over the years I’ve had more patience to hear out my dad’s stories, Even though he repeats them for the hundredth time. His stories intrigue my mind at times. Unlike the city life, we go to school, attend our additional tutorials sessions, spend some time with friends, maybe some supervised TV time and then we sleep. The next day we repeat this cycle. Ok just admit nothing much has changed in city life.

But wait let’s hear what my dad has to say. So he spends an unimaginable number of hours trying to convince me his childhood was better than mine. Unlike my dad, I didn’t get to rob the neighbor’s farm of mangoes and sugarcane. I didn’t get to earn my pocket money selling cashew nuts fallen from the trees into the roadside or the gutter!I didn’t get to bunk school because the river was flooded or climbing the massive rocks to get back home because the path from school to home runs through a jungle trail filled with tigers and snakes. I didn’t get to chase the monkey off the farm with cracker guns.

I’m not saying my childhood wasn’t fun but i didn’t live the life of the jungle book adventure growing up. All that I can do is imagine it even as a grown up. So when I did get the chance to visit his school I got to see his life of adventure. Not so much now as back then more than 50 years ago. 😉



Visiting grandpa’s house was a nightmare daylight! Growing up in the city in small spaces was very different from my grandpa’s house. It is a house in the middle of  farmlands, where house pets were two monstrous dogs always too eager to pounce on visitors and notorious cats who would never come near you. As a small kid, I was petrified! Always smaller and more timider than the creatures around me. Even the insects in the village home seemed larger than life! and mom always wondered why I cried every time we visited my grandparents.
However over time, some things change. Like I outgrew the dogs in size. although, the dogs that were brought home in the years to come were much smaller. I ran faster and caught the cat, although they were more than happy to swoop their soft paws and spring the razor sharp claws at me. and I could even visit the cows in the shed unsupervised (it’s always too dark in there) A true sense of admiration and understanding for the creatures around me sets in with time and age.

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