I hadn’t started ‘travelling’ in the spiritual sense of the word until about five years ago. I assumed this lack of experience was serving me well during the corona lockdown because I hadn’t caught the travel-withdrawal bug. An encounter with an aggressive bird made me realise that there are parts of travel that I do miss – like learning whether the birds in the new city are bigger jerks than the ones back home.
The Life and Lies of Prashanthini Mande