It was a series of fortunate events that led me to give up a client servicing job at Leo Burnett to start my own business - a quirky home store called Loose Ends out of a garage in Bandra.

Many of Mumbai’s burgeoning party-goers (and party-throwers) are tired of the regular drill and are finding newer ways to, well, raise the bar. They’re holding competitions for creative cocktails, organising crazy drinking games and throwing in some drama to make happy hours at home, happier.

Hiroshima can’t escape its tragic past, but spend a day in the Japanese town and you’ll find hope rising towards its future. I constantly feel the rumblings of a battle raging somewhere deep within my being whenever I am faced with a hard-to-make choice.

A 26-year-old moved out of her parents' house - and she survived

There’s this thing about being Indian and there’s this thing about family. And both these things are inexorably linked – bursting at the seams with emotion, commotion and intervention. It’s all about loving your parents. Welcome to the post-familial Indian family.

Himmatwala just released this Friday – 30 years after the original. The 1981 hit Chashme Buddoor is being remade as Chashme Baddoor this year, and the 1973 Zanjeer will rise again in a few months.

Come April 3, nine feisty captains will try to outgun their foes. The pecking order.

It’s not just the opulence of the tsars in imperial Russia or the awe-inspiring shuttles of the ‘space race’ that are etched in our memories. Moscow has sometimes intrigued, sometimes baffled and sometimes scared the living daylights out of us with its Cold War KGB spy stories, the legend of Rasputin and the fairytale spires of St Basil’s Cathedral.

As I grow older, I find myself turning into a creature of habit. I have the same breakfast no matter where in the world I am. I wear the same perfume, buying a new bottle when the old one looks like it will soon run empty.

There was blood on my hands. Ute Meuser, a German artist and educator, was holding a class on dry felting in the village of Ulley. The technique involves stabbing and jabbing a fluffy mass of yak wool, and occasionally your finger.

Nobody wants to hear about your holiday in Bangkok. We’ve all been to the night markets, sampled the street food and brought home a flatscreen TV. Nobody cares about what you did in Pattaya either – we’ve seen a ping-pong ball ejected from the same orifice and it was 100 Baht cheaper.

It was the name – the Gold Coast – that first hooked me when I decided that my next hedonistic holiday would take me to a land of glittering sands, frothing surf and pulsating nightlife. Plus, there was the prospect of exchanging dreary winter days for some sun.

There’s nothing that quite explains England’s love for fish and chips better than witnessing it in person on a snowy afternoon in the medieval town of Norwich. It’s 1pm, but the sun’s low enough to make you feel it’s evening.

More than the picture-perfect Alps, more than the pristine white snow, more than the furry boots and the mulled wine, what made me fall in love with Switzerland were its beautiful cobbled streets. Shreya Sethuraman writes...

The truth is, there is no such thing as the perfect travel buddy. Even when you find someone who checks all the boxes – same interests, similar income, flexible schedule, neat, clean, punctual, pleasant – there will still be the odd disaster. Finding the ideal soulmate to vacation with can be harder than you think..