A number of awesome people have walked in the last year, and this number is set to increase in 2016 as I plan to organize a number of Insta meets (yes, Instagram is one of the new loves) in Delhi and other places that I intend to travel to. So, yes, I’ll be meeting you and a lot of new faces interested in travel, photography and storytelling.
Angry Indian Goddesses, which is supposedly India’s first female buddy film can do this to you. I never write film reviews on this blog, for it talks of only my travels. Yet, Angry Indian Goddesses makes me write it, for this film is a journey. You might like it, hate it, love it, or just shrug it off and away like many other Indian movies. You can skip it too, and I’ll tell you why.
Can you imagine how worlds will collapse if a 13th century poet, a lady living in Northampton of 2008, a dervish and a writer meet? Now try putting the names together – The Forty Rules of Love has Rumi for that poet, Ella Rubinstein for that lady, Shams Tabrizi for the dervish and a writer named AZ Zahara.