Karunya Lah 8

As someone who left her steady job in search of meaning and satisfaction, hustling for work that pays well but gives me no joy was strictly out of bounds. Of course I broke this rule every single time I was in need of money(which was most of the year if I'm being honest), but having worked on few stories that gave me the elusive satisfaction rode me through 2016, a year which will go down as the one that taught me working towards a focussed goal is better but a diverse income source isn't a bad thing altogether. If you don't know this already, I have always identified as a storyteller – not a writer, not a photographer and definitely not a neo-influencer! When 2016 arrived on swift wings, I dreamt of dedicating the year to relieving the burden of untold stories I'm carrying within but I strayed from that path. I'm now embarrassed to say travel writing is my profession considering I've churned out less than 15(I know, right?) stories this year! However, des...

Racing against time and a sky on fire, Ravi brought his motorbike to a screeching halt at Butler Bay when I made a frantic run towards the beach. I was hoping to catch the day's last light from the shores of Little Andaman, the southernmost tip of Andaman archipelago. At the behest of an acquaintance, Ravi, a native school teacher graciously agreed to play host to a fraught solo traveller who was hell bent on exploring this island with nonexistent tourist infrastructure but wasn't brave enough to venture that far without knowing a single person. He took the pain to drive me across the vast island and brought me to what was decidedly the best I had seen in Andaman yet. For starters, measuring over 22kms, it is the longest beach of the whole archipelago! Blazing sunset at Butler Bay, Little Andaman Think Andaman and the first thing that pops into mind is probably Havelock. So as any offbeat traveller worth her salt, I did what I had to do – skip Havelock entirely to fin...