And so, after almost four months in Bangkok and Thailand, it is time for me to move on. I do so with a great sadness mixed with my usual restlessness. For Thailand is a wonderful, interesting and, yes, often infuriating and confounding place. But as most people say, there’s no place on earth like, Read More

INDIRA GANDHI INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT, New Delhi—So check out that dateline. That’s right. I’m at an airport. And I’m about to get on a plane. Do you know what that means? That’s right: reboot! Truly, Nomadly, Deeply will now have a new starting point, to be revealed in a moment. But allow me a digression, Read More

MUMBAI–Apologies to Suketu Mehta, but is there a city ever described with more contradictory superlatives than Mumbai, formerly Bombay? I am overwhelmed by its size, it’s energy, smells, poverty, wealth, generosity, and numbing and cruel disdain all at once. It’s a marked contrast to my last few weeks, which saw me chilling out in Hyderabad,, Read More

I’ve now been in India for about six weeks, and I’ve come to realize that much of what has happened up to this point—fleeing Pakistan, leaving Reuters, landing in New Delhi—has been mostly prologue for The Big Journey that I’ve decided to undertake. It probably sounds strange to think of India—a teeming, continent-sized rising, Read More

Chasing the Glacier