Turkey


Gorukle, Turkey
29th January 2015 – Gorukle, Turkey The rain didn’t stop, but the music started anyway. And in a little corner of the mysterious Kurdish corner, I found a niche for some ethereal strings. All six of them. And a little bit of heaven they unfurled. The monotony of sitting around in the house, was broken by Ibrahim, my Kurdish host. He introduced a whole range of Kurdish music to me. What started with Zimane Kurdi and other kurdish rap songs, soon ballooned into him taking up the Baglama on the wall. The baglama, also called Saz, is a Mediterranean string instrument, […]

Project 365: Day 212 – Saz nights


gorukle, turkey
28th January 2015 – Gorukle, Turkey The rain is always a good excuse To put your feet up, and do nothing actually. So, lets add today to another long list of lost days, I am not dying tomorrow. So, I can still even the tally. I woke up today, after a slight hangover from the Raki, only to find that the rain had only increased. There was an attempt on my part to go out a little bit, but I managed to walk form 10 minutes, and click one picture, before I came back home. Naah, lets call it a day […]

Project 365: Day 211 – Reflections of calm


Gorukle, turkey, water, rain, travel, photography
27th January 2015 – Gorukle, Turkey The clouds gave way to cold rain and snuggles. And they dangled on my window ledge, ready to burst. I am a lazy man today, can’t help it even if I could. I should to do some sightseeing, but I think I’ll chill first. Last night, after the art academy episode, I met with some new Turkish friends who took me to a salsa club in Gorukle. I was pleasantly surprised to see some good salsa being danced there. I did a little bit of my chicken dance, and went back to crash at my […]

Project 365: Day 210 – Hanging like droplets



gorukle, turkey, art, travel, photography
26th January 2015 – Gorukle, Turkey When life imitates art, the royalties are oft forgotten. We live in a world full of imitations, so who cares anyway? But when I found a bunch of artists, toiling away in acrylic, I clicked them. I am an imitator too. Didn’t i say? After spending nearly till 5 AM in the Bursa Otogar, the public buses started running finally. And I caught a number 98 to take me to Gorukle. Gorukle is quite far away from Bursa, nearly 28 KM. But it is the centre of the Universities, and has a crowd of many […]

Project 365: Day 209 – Art imitating art


25th January 2015 – Bursa, Turkey After the initial crestfallen days, I am warming upto Turkey now. Even the dull, gloomy Ankara, has a shimmer of hope around it. Or maybe I should now head to Turkey’s beautiful surprises? The caves, the mountains, the beaches. Or whatever I see fit. I think I went overboard with the food today. I was to leave Ankara, heading to Bursa, but sleep came late and I woke up only around noon. Not wanting to travel at this time – risking the chance of me arriving Bursa at night – I decided to take the […]

Project 365: Day 208 – In a food coma today


Ankara, turkey, luna, park, travel, photography
24th January 2015 – Ankara, Turkey Travel is like life. There are bad days, and then, there are days filled with glorious dusks, and reflections. Forgive me, I preach. But like still water, I would be boring too, If I merely took notes, and didn’t reflect on my actions. I’ve had rough days on this trip, many times. And each time, I follow the same strategy. I go out, click as many pictures as I could, and put my problems behind. I did the same today too. I had absolutely no intention of coming to Ankara, as I was told by everybody […]

Project 365: Day 207 – Parking my troubles away



Ankara, turkey, travel, photography, food
23rd January 2015 – Ankara, Turkey Vincit qui, se vincit. Your fights are only against yourself. Or if you are an Indian traveller, against your passport. On a day when a solitary embassy in the middle of nowhere, had me bent over and served, Raki was my only resort. One of my principal deterrents, when it comes to travelling, is my passport. The Indian government is not keen on working diplomatic angles with other countries or promoting reciprocity, to make our passports more travel-worthy. And it is my opinion that the reason lies within the fear of forex imbalances, which are expected […]

Project 365: Day 206 – Screwed by Georgia. Saved by Raki.


Ankara, Turkey, travel, couchsurfing, photography
22nd January 2015 – Ankara, Turkey Misery is often just like your pride. Only reversed. When it strikes, the head goes south and stays there. From lack to linguistic support to traversing long distances, It will purely be a Turkish test of time, to see how I fare. Just when I thought I had enough trouble yesterday, today turned out to be amazing. The perfect way to start my Turkey episode. NOT! So, at the unholy hour of 2 AM, I stepped out of the Sabiha Goekcen International airport, to find a way to get to Ankara. I had a basic idea […]

Project 365: Day 205 – Ahh, the troubles in Turkey!


sharjah, uae, emirates, airport, travel, photography
21st January 2015 – Sharjah, UAE We build homes, buildings and offices so magnanimous, yet feel content, in a weird way, sleeping in an airport. That joy you feel, is called a satiated wanderlust. While the joy of a home is sublime, Today, its the nomad I court. I may complain about waiting and crappy airport services a lot, but the fact is: I love being in airports. There is something so nomadic about staying in an airport, that it even that tickles my wanderlust. Something like Tom Hank’s ‘Terminal’. I hope you read the sarcasm in my lines. Because I just […]

Project 365: Day 204 – Sleeping in Airports



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This was the first post of an entire year-long series, which I named ‘Project 365′. The idea was simple enough: travel for a full year and document every day of it, in the form of a daily picture and poem. I am still working on a book of this year-long travel, but till then, enjoy all the posts here. You can check out the daily posts in the details below or jump to the final day of the project by clicking here. 1st July 2014 – Singapore From dust we rose and to dust we shall go And dust is […]

Project 365: Day 0 – The beginning