Travel. Stories. Poetry.
Meraki is a beautiful Greek word I learnt today. It means to put a piece of yourself into what you’re doing. To do something with soul, creativity, and love. This isn’t about today. It’s about the decade that begins in 2037, when I plan to step away from my current work, into something slower, warmer,... Continue Reading →
It was a breezy London afternoon. David and I decided to wander into the Tate Modern. I’ve always been more of a medieval art person, the kind of art that tells stories with pretty faces, swords, and symbolism. Modern art? Not really my thing. Too abstract, too ambiguous. It's more like a gamble wondering is... Continue Reading →
Vineesha Badabhagni 