Life is as you see it!

Travel, I wanna do you

2011-11-13T03:06:00.000+08:00

I had never travelled before. Really, I mean it. Its not that it had been a while and i forgot my travelling times. I had really not gone out with a map in my hand, bunked up beds with strangers, adapted to a city's transport in the first day, met such amazing people and just lived the life of a traveller until my last few months of stay in Denmark, Stockholm, Malmo, Paris and Berlin. All these places are different and how I recognize them is not through the famous monuments, castles, bridges or towers. I recognize each and every place by the color, the scent, the accents of the people and the glimpse of cultures one gets as they try to explore more. I may not remember the names of the articles in the museums or buildings or the kings who built those castles and all the history behind them but what I am certain I will remember are the sights and glimpses that I recall when I think of these wonderful places. My parents joined me for the Paris trip and that was just the icing on the cake and I was left to wonder how long it had been since we vacationed together!

A traveller is not a traveller if they do not own a DSLR, Canon G series, Panasonic Lumix or any other of the amazing cameras they make these days. I agree and vouch for it. Why should you not capture the moments so clear that each time you see the photos, you relive the moment? But sadly, I do not own one yet so following my analogy, I am still a partial traveller. Inspired by the beautiful glimpses that are still in my memories, I am surely gonna buy one soon. This may involve some savings but lets not get into my personal finance management.

I took some great photos with my sony digital camera in the auto flash mode. I love my camera. Sometimes I get such amazing shots from that lil digi, I just can't believe I took them and then I can't stop staring at them. "This is surely gonna be the album cover of my photo collection on facebook", sounds like an achievement right? :D Another side of an amazing traveller is the flaunt. Why not share your experiences with the people you love and specially with the photos that speak volumes? Though I agree with this, I cannot get myself to post my photo collection on facebook unless I have been told to do so a zillion times. Either I am too lazy or may be because I crave for the awesome clicks by the awesome cameras.

I was lucky enough to have had travel buddies from the start of the journey each time I travelled. Though I dont know the feel of travelling alone (thanks to my over caring folks), I dont know yet if given a chance, I will enjoy it or not. A Korean friend of mine has been travelling alone for about the same period as me and when asked he sighed as he regrets planning his trips without consulting his friends. Another lone traveller I met was in Berlin. He stayed in the same dorm as me and seemed to be loving his travel. He was from Australia and had taken a few months off from work, just to travel EU. When I travel, I want to see as much of the city as possible (you don't know if you will ever see this place again) and as long as my travel buddies share the same opinion, I have no complains.

My stay in Europe has not ended yet. There is still a month to go. My travel will have to wait until I am done with my exams in Denmark. Did I mention I am an exchange student? Students do not have the time and expenses to take a semester off without any purpose. I would love to come back and travel like my australian dorm mate after my studies but its too early to think about it. Getting back to reality, I will finish some subjects here to lessen my burden and then will be off to the life of a non-exchange student next sem after the Spain and Swiss trip. So, two more travels left before I leave Europe and that makes me so excited and is the reason I felt like putting together my thoughts on TRAVELLING :)

love is beyond caste

2010-02-23T11:20:00.000+08:00

“There was this day, we found each other and promised to love till death.

Our love will drive all fear; we would love till the last breath”

He phrased on an evening, walking beside his girl.

Ignoring her caprice, trying hard to make her mind twirl.

He knew no boundary, only she was his end,

She was overbearing yet her love was true.

She would cry inside but outwardly she would pretend.

Her mind was tormenting her heart, filling it like a dope

The thought penetrated her heart so deep, it would be wrong to annex his hope,

She could not live without him, she knew quite well.

She could not go on like that, keeping him under the spell.

She was a rajput and the boy was in Shudras up brought.

Her parents would disown her, she wept as she thought.

They were made for each other, everyone would say,

Sad to see, the social evil still had a stay.

The boy got down on his knees that day.

Her quietude told him all, she did not need to say.

They parted the very day,

He wanted to spare her the blot,

The conservative section could not be faced,

Unless it’s rules were bought.

Their love was true as it never ended.

They took the road to heavens without making anyone offended.

He knows not what caste, what place we belong.

He ranks us for our deeds,

Why to care of what the fellow-humans read of you?

Or what inferences they draw?

The almighty cares for all our needs.

There was a day, they found each other and promised to love till death.

Their love drove all fear; they loved till the last breath.

The fact remains..!!

2009-11-29T04:04:00.001+08:00

My people say to tell the truth,
the world itself is not a truth,
we all lie to hide the truth,
yet the fact remains.

The priest preaches the God's route
which itself is not a truth,
different religion talk different truths,
yet the fact remains.

We believe our parents till we are five,
then see the world when we drive,
with two perspectives in our eyes,
yet the fact remains.

The way to find God,some say,
is through good deeds but 'neway
the others are no wrong who say
the almighty is omnipotent,
and d non-believers of destiny,wht do they say?
yet the fact remains.

Philosophies tell us all good words,they talk of:truth,life,death and all phases of mother earth,
but the philosophers are no saints,
yet the fact remains!

The fact is the ultimate truth in lives of men,
where theories failed,could I comment?
The satisfaction is in believing something,
but the fact will always remain!!

What you do, comes back to you..!!

2009-11-29T03:55:00.000+08:00

Deserted, barren , wild heath; which inhabits none but those who deceit.

Was I stuck there, shrieking my lungs out, yet couldn’t defeat the silence in the air.

It seemed my voice was but audible to me, to no one else the hills or the trees.

The lifeless woods, absorbing the sound,

Branches throwing me to the adjacent forests so that I was not there again found.

Next morning when I, in my real world, returned.

At once my mind to that incident turned, it recalled the previous day’s lie and caused much pain when I realized.

Went back to her to apologize, that little village girl had retreated to her motherland, threatened by my disguise.

I was full of fright, felt guilty to contact her and neither did she write.

Days have passed yet I remember the brutal nightmare which still thuds my heart and stands my hair.

And then when I remember the little girl I curse my sense of humor to have found amusement at the cost of her tears…

Wish that the fake story doesn’t disturb her too.

Praying to god that is all I can do.

Revising the lesson that your doing comes back to you….

Enliven as a dreamer

2009-11-25T17:14:00.000+08:00

I don't dream

Is it my fault?

The cause is clear , the reason is near,

Why I don't dream, is it out of fear?

The seed has to grow some day,

The waters move on dissolving any block on the way,

I too wish to stand taller someday, I too wish to fight hurdles, if I may.

I am spontaneous,I don't dream.

Is this pretense or my over-credulous scheme?

Life will take me through whatever is written.

He will direct and put me where I fit in.

Puppet-like I will portray the gesture.

Then why to dream and forward the picture?

Whatever will happen will be known very soon.

Work if you could but dream not.

Because the future is uncertain.

It is the ignorance that often frauds,

"dream come true"!

Knowing well, it was always in his records.

Why to dream and attempt a peek ahead of time?

If I demur this way,

I can only urge my senses alone;

Who else will adhere to my say?

They will venture and dream,

They will see and know,

They will hope and fulfill.

Are these the ones who deserve?

Not that i don't conceive the scene,

My senses at war, what am I for?

I have faith in my thoughts.

But the realization gives a jolt!

I don't dream.

It is my fault.

Erring love

2009-09-01T02:34:00.000+08:00

Erring
love...

It was a beautiful day,

and the night was on its way

but,she wished the day might stay

to let her meet her love today.

she was dressed all in red,

Stitched her broken shoes with a thread,

Walked on the lanes

sat on the bed, waiting waiting "come soon", she said.

she looked at the sky which was blue,

still did not believe that her friend's advice was true,

cause no one but she knew

that her friend liked that man too.

She loved him madly,

People said ‘badly’,

But she thought sadly,

Did he ever love me that deeply, that truly?

It was the evening time ,

the day had passed yet she was sure he'd come and dine,

thinking about him she saw a few people coming in a line,

looking at them her face lost its shine.

they were carrying a man who was now no more ,

it was the lady's love everyone was sure,

neither she moved nor a word she said,

she didn't eat the food she was fed,

the very next day, on her bed,

she was found dead.