
David Ango and the Sound of Galo Tribe Soul
In the far eastern hills of Arunachal Pradesh, where the air still carries the scent of pine and memory, I
In the far eastern hills of Arunachal Pradesh, where the air still carries the scent of pine and memory, I
From Himachal to Northeast India, the mountains move in rhythm. There are stories the Himalayas whisper—not through words, but through
The fire had almost gone out when the elder reached for his quiver. It wasn’t polished or ornate. It smelled
The journey from Zanskar to Kinnaur is like walking through an ethereal world where time seems to stand still. This
When I first reached Kaho—the first village to see the Indian sunrise in Arunachal Pradesh—the silence was different. It wasn’t
I missed a very special ritual just by a few hours when I arrived at the beautiful Dibang Valley. I
Majak! (Listen up!) O janamora [our dear] travel crew! your Shiva is here, back with another bhol [amazing] story straight
The mist clung heavy to the mountains, swirling around the ancient pines like secrets whispered on the wind. Here, at
Heyna! Mana (Himachali for “I”) Shiva, here calling out to all you wanderlust wallahs! Ever dreamt of a place where
What’s up, globetrotters! Get ready to rumble (or should I say, “drumble”?) for another crazy adventure with yours truly, Shiva.