Wandercolor

Watercoloring my adventures.


A street musician playing the sitar, his fingers plucking at the strings, creating an enchanting melody amidst the bustling streets of Nārāyangarh.

Embarking on the Unknown in Nārāyangarh

Embarking on the Unknown in Nārāyangarh

Landing in Nārāyangarh, I was filled with an unusual blend of anticipation and trepidation, mirroring my ever-present fear of getting lost in a new city. Here, amidst this sprawling landscape of diversity, I found something that was truly unexplored territory for my Canadian senses.

The air was heavy with spices, a tingle for the senses that was simultaneously exotic and overwhelming; and the streets thrummed with energy. As a lover of cultural adventures, I was buoyed up by the initial chaos. Amid this, I remember thinking, “Mia, this is going to be one hell of a ride.”

The Melody of the Streets

It wasn’t long before a captivating melody lured me into a narrow side street. The source: a street musician creating magic with a sitar. His fingers plucked at the strings, breathing life into the unseen. I became entranced by his harmonious bewitchment, a perfect testament to Nārāyangarh’s authentic charm.

Falling in love with the local music scenes during my travels has become a habit, and this was no exception. Absorbed in his music, I lost track of time. Before I knew it, the sun dyed the streets gold with its dusk kiss.

Seeking Comfort at नारायणगढ़ तालाब

As picked up my DSLR to capture this perfect moment, I remembered why I had originally ventured into the bustling streets. My destination? नारायणगढ़ तालाब, a popular local haunt. When I finally navigated my way, I found serenity in the midst of the urban tumble.

Here, the water mirrored the evening sky, painted with strokes of blush pink and lavender, reminiscent of a watercolour painting on my iPad. I felt right at home, with the hues merging flawlessly with their grandeur. I spent the evening here, pensive and joyous amidst the gentle lapping of the water.

A Taste of Home at Hotel Shiv Kripa Bhojanalaya

By now I was ravenous, and off I went in search of sustenance. The locals recommended Hotel Shiv Kripa Bhojanalaya. This was, beyond a doubt, one of the best recommendations I have ever received.

The food was homely and inviting, neither too spicy nor too unfamiliar. For my fellow travellers heading to Nārāyangarh, here’s a tip: experiment with your taste buds and try the local “Thaali.” You’d be pleasantly surprised!

The Heartbeat of Nārāyangarh

Each city has its beat, a rhythm that flows uniquely to its own tune. In Nārāyangarh, it’s a symphony of human connection, cultural fervor, and intrinsic simplicity.

My trip to Nārāyangarh wasn’t just another travel entry in my adventurer’s journal. It was a journey of overcoming uncertainty, of being lost and finding comfort in the unknown. It mirrored my quirky little journey of collecting coffee mugs; each cup from a different place having a different story and a different part of me.

The End of a Journey, The Start of a Story

The difference between an average tourist and a travel blogger, in my experience, is the masterful art of finding wonder in the simplest of things, and the burning desire to share that with the world. Once an uncharted territory, Nārāyangarh was now a part of my vast collection of unique experiences.

Its essence was beautifully captured in my lens, the memories were carefully wrapped within my mind. Much like a perfect cup of coffee, this trip was an intricate blend of culture, adventure, unexpected encounters, and gastronomic delights.

Most importantly, it was an affirmation of my belief that travelling doesn’t necessarily mean hitting all the popular tourist spots, it’s about embracing the unpaved roads and finding joy in getting lost; just as I’m now lost in the memories of Nārāyangarh, waiting for the next adventure.