Finding Fanny

Everyone has their own Finding Fanny story. I begin with mine. I’ve started with #2 on my 2015 inspiration list. WooHoo 😎 !! Although slower than everyone else in the group, I am now able to do level 1 of Ski school which means I can come down a baby hill in a safe position…

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A week of flying colours! :)

I’ve had a strange month. Mid-way there’s been stress, the fear of becoming fat like a pig again, weird communication from others, immaturity and not knowing how to deal with it. Also, strong panic attacks. However, I am convinced to call it the week of flying colours, lest I lose the feeling again. ~The MBA…

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Why am I living in Germany?

I hate some days. I miss home. I feel tortured by another language. I miss home. I question why am I living in Germany. Then, on a thirty degree hot day, baking myself in the sun, underneath a blue sky, I discover: the smell of grass. And find out why. Upasna Kakroo

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A German girl living in India

Usually I rant about my German experiences on the Blog, and recently (quite accidentally so), I connected with the folks at Ghoomakad because of the excellent work they were doing with sustainable waste management in the hills of Himachal. I met a German girl living in India (who also works in this same village) quite by…

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Falling in love

A few years ago I read a report on how your life was a complete waste if you weren’t falling in love, or writing a book, or doing something massive while in the train to work. Sub-urban, metro trains they said invoked creativity, in all aspects. The report forgot the mention bus stations outside of U-bahn stations…

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Auf wiedersehen Muenchen!

I came to Muenchen with my walk shoes. It has not disappointed. I LOVED the city. It is a lot more about walks and cycles than about BMWs. It’s exciting, cosmopolitan, there’s always something to do and at times I felt guilty for not going out each day and trying out even more new things….

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The smell of desi ghee

It’s only been six months since I were home (less in fact, but it will be over six when I go next) and it’s really been only a few days since I had a my dose of desi ghee parathas. GRANDMOTHER’S DESI GHEE Every time she is home Grandmother spends a couple of days cleaning…

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Did you try sitting by the open door of a train?

My heart’s sold to trains. As I oft described before. U-Bahns that I now take make me feel like I own my urban world. U-Bahns that incidentally inspire Favicons of this blog. Metro train lists that I compare to see how many cities I’ve travelled to, smug-ly. Trains in bustling Delhi like metros, with closed doors. Doors that…

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