Ever since I started documenting my travel adventures, the one place that I most ardently wanted to capture in pictures and write about is Tripura aka home sweet home. I go home every year, and it breaks my heart a little every time to leave and come back to Delhi. I am a Delhiite for all intents and purposes but my heart lies a thousand miles away in my ancestral land. Tucked away far from the hustle of city life and mainland India is the tiny tropical land of Tripura. A land that was once known for its royal heritage, the prosperous Tipperah Kingdom was forgotten as the country developed into sprawling metropolises and urban landscapes. People forgot about the northeast of India- the majestic Himalayas that extend till Arunachal Pradesh, the rain forests of the perpetually misty Meghalaya, the tropical lands of Nagaland and Mizoram and the wetlands and hilly tracts of Tripura. The northeast of India is a land of wonder and unbelievable beauty. For anyone who loves to travel and explore nature at its rawest, seductive, thrilling and most humbling form, a road trip is a must. Everytime I go back to Tripura, I am in awe of the way the sky looks, the way the clouds touch the land at dusk, the way rainy days smell and most importantly how good the vegetables taste ( trust me on this part).
Last month I went back to explore and learn more about my ancestral roots and I have to say homecoming never felt this good. Here are some pictures of the Tipperah countryside in all its rustic charm and glory. Enjoy 🙂