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Dushyant Agarwal accompanies his friend, Kush Shah, a Shiva fanatic, on a weekend trip to Kheerganga.

“Dude. Kheerganga. This weekend. You and me. In or out?”, is the voice note I receive from Kush as I open his chat on WhatsApp; his voice laced with impatience. “I am in”, my voice decorated with frustration.

It had been a long and hectic few days on both personal and professional fronts and my mind was craving for some down time, away from the bustle of Chandigarh. I went on a google bender to know what I had signed up for in the first place.

Nestled within the heart of the Parvati

Manas Prabhat goes on a week-long trek as part of an all boys trip to strengthen the ties of his “wolf-pack.”
I had seen my older brother and parents lose friends steadily as they aged; they said it was because life gets in the way. I thought this could never happen to me and that the bonds I have forged with my friends will only get stronger over time. Then it happened; life got in the way.
I sent out WhatsApp messages to a group of our closest friends and a few calls later, we found ourselves planning a week-long adventure to conquer the Kedarkantha trek and strengthen the bonds of our “w

Ajesh Ramakrishnan takes his son, Ansul, for a one-day trip to fulfill his dream of flying.

“Papa, how come birds can fly but we cannot?”, Ansul had once asked me with innocence that is exclusive to a child. “I wish I too, could fly”, he followed up with a longing that is also the sole domain of children. “You too will fly”, I lied to make him smile.

A few weeks later I had the opportunity to overturn that lie when I saw an advert for Kamshet paragliding. I could not simply turn down this chance given Kamshet’s proximity to Mumbai and the stunning views of the Western Ghats the advert d

A couple of friends, Simran Khot and Maya Pohani, set out on the Hampta pass trek to revive their sense of adventure.

I could feel it within my veins, my adrenaline had been building up over the last few months and I needed to find release. My friend’s instagram post featuring a story of trekking through snow-capped peaks offered me the ideal outlet. I roped in my friend, Simran and together we decide to conquer the Hampta pass.
One of the most famous treks within the country, the Hampta pass trek offers stunning vistas of mountain ranges, pine forests and vast meadows in addition to thr

Mansi Joshi, an experienced trekker, sets off on an Everest Base Camp trek to conquer the mountains, her bucket list and herself.

As I was going about my monthly house cleaning, I chanced upon an old list which I had made with a lot of thought and love and then promptly ignored. It was my bucket list, a list of all the things I want to do before I turn old. Right at the top (pun intended) was the Everest Base Camp trek mocking the hiker within me.

The Everest base trek features on the list of many experienced trekkers and rightly so. A rendezvous with the highest mountain in the world i

The monotony of city life had been getting to me and I was itching to break away, even if on my own. I couldn’t break away far or for too long because I had only weekends off from work which is why kolad rafting seemed like the perfect way to scratch the itch.
Nestled within the lap of the Sahyadris, Kolad is a quaint village located only a couple of hours away from the bustling city of Mumbai. It is the ideal way to spend two days mixing relaxation with a bit of adventure. Rafting in Kolad takes place on the serene Kundalika river which roars into life every morning when the adjoining

“Why are you so curious?”, asked Jeet, with a hint of snideness layering his voice. “Not like you are coming along on this trip.”
“Why not I added?”, referring to their animated discussion of a Leh Ladakh bike trip.
“Girls do not do a Ladakh bike trip”, Abhishek added.
And just like that, this girl was doing a two week long bike trip to one of the most legendary bike routes within the country, Leh Ladakh.

We hired monstrous bikes from the city itself and left at the crack of dawn the next day after deciding on the routes, itineraries and doing some final checks.

I was adamant a

Water baby
I have always had an affinity to water. Every time I step on the beach, the sounds of the long breaths of the oceans fill me with life. The sea calls out to me and I find myself drawn to it like an electron to its nucleus. So when my friend, Mrigank, asked me if I would accompany him to a week long holiday to Andaman I could not resist.

We planned and packed and after a couple of flights found ourselves on the mesmerizing beaches of this tiny island floating in the Indian Ocean. It goes without saying, the moment we dumped our bags in the hotel room, I pulled Mrigank and we

“Really? Has it been five years?”, was Abhey’s response to my comment that our five year anniversary was looming large. That reply disappointed me, but at the same time, it spurned me into action. That reply confirmed what I already knew but did not want to admit; our relationship had lost its luster
I browsed the internet for ideas to reignite the lost spark and the idea of an adventurous trip caught my attention. We had, after all, met on one such occasion. As I looked through the different adventure activities in India, treks seemed the most appropriate and one among them, the valley of

Go goa?
Monotony and boredom become an ever-raging battle as you continue to grow older. At no other time was this more apparent to all of us than when we were riding our rented scooters through the charming by-lanes of Goa for the umpteenth time and found it to be tiresome. We were in the holiday capital of India and we were bored out of our minds.

Luckily, one of my friends spotted powerful allies in our ongoing battle with the usual; novelty and a sense of adventure. A board that advertised scuba diving in Goa was just the thing we needed to add depth to our holiday. We looked at e