The parched earth
Those pregnant, joyful clouds
Scented moist air
Whistling wind, and the sweet chill
The steaming cup
A book in hand
Rain, monsoon, and more rain….!
The parched earth
Those pregnant, joyful clouds
Scented moist air
Whistling wind, and the sweet chill
The steaming cup
A book in hand
Rain, monsoon, and more rain….!
History was never interesting before. But, for some reasons I find it now. The quest to discover more about the gone by era, sort of, intrigues me, which possibly has several poignant tales entwined around the forlorn remains of the times and people and their lives. Hampi has always been on my wish list to explore, especially to learn more about the crumbling architecture. And, I did not leave this opportunity when this sudden plan cropped up with a bunch of friends.
Well, Hampi, being UNESCO’s World Heritage Site, a sprawling boulder-laden region of the then rulers of Vijayangara Empire… is amazingly magnificent. The weather was hot but tolerable due to pleasant breeze and partial clouds playing hide and seek in this month of June, so, it was not so discomforting. However, ideal season to visit the site is post November.
So, here I present a set of pictures that I managed to capture through my lenses – The beautiful rustic, ruins and architectural beauty of Vijaynagara Empire, based on the southern bank of Tunga Bhadra river.
The intricate wall arts, sculpted figurines, stone laid floors and walls present a remarkable and picturesque outline of the empire and speaks volumes about the mighty skilled artistes of the then era. There are about 80 monuments, spread across, we managed to explore quite a bit. The place, where we used for lodging had some good books, I did spend some time too to read about the history surrounding the place, and it was fun.
A Note: The photographs exclusively belong to me, please do not steal. I would be happy, if you bear reference or seek my permission. Thank you! :)
The unknown path, the indefinite journey,
I ventured inadvertently, aimlessly.
I know not, where would this lead to,
All I know, I have to make my dreams come true!
Flowers have a mysterious way of hypnotizing me, be it in any form. Whether it’s wild or exotic, whether it has fragrance or not, they never fail to bring a smile. Fragile, timid, in variant shades and colors, they look strikingly beautiful.
On a recent trip to a nearby hilltop, I noticed this pastel colored wild flower, sans any scent, perched delicately against the mighty hills. It was beaming with joy, as it bathed in the abundance of golden sunlight, so nonchalantly, happy & bright, oblivious to any uncertainty, any hail or storm, bad weather conditions, unlike we humans, who spend most of our time worrying what the future beholds, errr.. let me correct, what the next minute holds. ;) Strange. No?
I loved it, found it inspiring. Hope you like it too. Sharing this to spread some brightness around…well, not quite on a Wordless Wednesday! :)
There’s nothing called “My all time favorites”, or “Love Forever”. I have realized, with passing time, our tastes, likes, dislikes and preferences change. Things we used to like as kids or adolescents, might not be something we like anymore, of course, that’s the process of growing up and discovering life and blah blah.. but am a bit surprised. You know, I have noticed, few things I used to like before, I have started disliking them.. And things I’d hated, I’ve started liking them…Just for instance, I’d never liked long hair, especially since it involves so much care, you know for good, long, shiny hair. So always preferred keeping it shoulder length, but, for the last one year or so, I have started liking it, and am growing my tresses now…! Sharing a pic too :D
Right now, it’s reached…just a bit above my waist. :) But, with this …comes in a lot of trouble to maintain its texture and quality… Sigh!!!!
You live to love,
In love you find pain,
In pain you learn to live,
You live to fall in love, once again.
So, my fitness instructor / personal trainer, has put me on some sort of a diet and restricted me from eating any carb after 8:00 PM. And, all I can feed my tummy is with loads of vegetables, some egg whites and milk …. or grilled chicken/fish etc. The latter part isn’t convenient after work :/
Now, I kind of get severe hunger pangs in the evening, and since my training is in the evening, it’s nearly impossible to eat just veggies, so here’s the cheat bit – I sauteed lots of fresh vegetables – broccoli, french beans, carrots, mushrooms, spring onions etc, and then added just a little boiled, strained Maggie noodles with its masala-powder ;-) And I did not complain .. :)
This morning, the sky looked this vibrant. Yes, bright and happy mornings inspire me amazingly. And how we are going to spend the rest of the day quite depends on how well we’ve opened our mornings. For me it surely does. Even if there are struggles that lay ahead, we possibly would have enough positive energy to fight it. I believe so. No? :-)
I have just had my morning cup of tea, and as I type this, my breakfast of fried eggs and toasts are in the making, followed by some chopped apples and nuts.
Stay fit, happy and inspired!! :-)
The much anticipated Oscar ceremony is over. I think these awards thingy is a tad too hyped. Though, I don’t care much, but I guess, it matters to those who work hard to get recognized in the field of cinema. So amidst all the honorary give-aways, what really caught my attention, the most, was this bit of Nyong’o’s acceptance speech – “No matter where you’re from, your dreams are valid”.
Yes, her words, kind of sound magic to me. And reinforces my belief that we should not put our dreams to rest. We must dream big. We must live to see our dreams come true. Yes, that’s what Life is all about - to give wings to your dreams and fly high in the scale of life…:-)
Out of all the nominated movies, I did watch Blue Jasmine, and I think Cate was very natural, and she delivered a fine performance. Her acceptance speech was genuine too. And, I am going to watch “12 Years a Slave” very soon.
Congratulations to the winners!!
Bangalore has been tough when it comes to auto rickshaws. It really is difficult. My everyday tyranny is inexplicable in words – especially with the drivers. I have observed they are even worse with people who are not the natives of Karnataka., or cannot speak the local language. Few are good though. Just few. But yesterday, my experience was sweet. Extra sweet.
So, usually, after workout, I wait for an auto. At times, if I am lucky, I get one, in not less than 10 mins, and at times, it’s 15 mins or over. Some pass by, ask and refuse to go to the direction I say. Some ask blatantly for 3 times more. All this leaves me exhausted and irritated, imagine after a day at work and the gym. Yesterday, it took me quite sometime again, but I saw an auto cross, with a passenger in it. My heart sank. But, the auto suddenly stopped ahead, and the passenger, I saw stepped out, after paying him. I sighed a relief, I immediately rushed to ask the auto, if he would go. He agreed too, without asking extra fare or anything else. I softly whispered a little prayer, thanking God and sat inside.
Apparently, the driver told me, “Madam, the guy got down, seeing that you were waiting anxiously, and decided to walk ahead. He had to get down further ahead.” I could not help but smile. Little ahead, I almost screamed out a big “Thank You” to the guy, I noticed, who was walking ahead. He smiled and gently waved. :)
This world would have been a difficult place to live, without these sweet people around. Let us show our kindness in whatever little way, possibly we can.
Break the barriers, and unshackle yourself.
Set your heart free.
Love yourself. Enjoy a bit.
Laugh out loud. Live your life a little.
Do not look back.
Let each day be a triumph over yesterday.
Let every moment be a victory.
I am getting better,
I am becoming stony.
I am Me. In all the world, there is no one else exactly like me. Everything that comes out of me is authentically mine, because I alone chose it — I own everything about me: my body, my feelings, my mouth, my voice, all my actions, whether they be to others or myself. I own my fantasies, my dreams, my hopes, my fears. I own my triumphs and successes, all my failures and mistakes. Because I own all of me, I can become intimately acquainted with me. By so doing, I can love me and be friendly with all my parts. I know there are aspects about myself that puzzle me, and other aspects that I do not know — but as long as I am friendly and loving to myself, I can courageously and hopefully look for solutions to the puzzles and ways to find out more about me. However I look and sound, whatever I say and do, and whatever I think and feel at a given moment in time is authentically me. If later some parts of how I looked, sounded, thought, and felt turn out to be unfitting, I can discard that which is unfitting, keep the rest, and invent something new for that which I discarded. I can see, hear, feel, think, say, and do. I have the tools to survive, to be close to others, to be productive, and to make sense and order out of the world of people and things outside of me. I own me, and therefore, I can engineer me. I am me, and I am Okay.” – Virginia Satir
Calcutta, hasn’t changed much. And, I hope it does not. There is something very intriguing about the city – I wonder if it is the fragments of history in some nook and corner or it’s the prominence of modern day progressions. Or may be it is just the fine amalgamation of both. Definitely not to forget.. its rich, vibrant, boisterous life & culture, that will impress you instantly.
My recent visit to Kolkata, and some nearby towns and countryside was quite satisfactory. It was a photo journey, so to say… and most pictures reflected a very classic frame, so I have processed them slightly, to retain and radiate the age-old effect!
I’d wished if time just paused. The bridge as a backdrop and the dawdling cargo ships, over the holy river Ganga, far from the rat race and hustle bustle was a perfect prop and pinch to the nostalgic feel.
And life was just the opposite at the other end. People, of all sorts - Babu Sahibs, Clerks, Hawkers, Peddlers.. and also probably a few… who simply came to tour the city, rushed to board these economical launches, and longed to be ferried to the opposite bank, so that they don’t get late to work.
Many come and wait at the dockyards, aiming to reach their destinations sooner… to make their both ends meet and probably also those…who can’t afford the comforts of a taxi or a metro ride.
So the river is frequented by these fishermen too, who struggle for their everyday catch.
Off the river, you witness these beautiful buildings that exude such intricate nuances of old, colonial architecture. The distinct wooden window frames, paints peeling off, and a home that whispers a story.
Calcutta diary would be incomplete without mentioning these yellow colored vehicles, which stops at just a mere call “TAXI” and the driver pulls over and cranes his neck to ask “ko thai jaaben” (where to?)”
This classic heritage piece, the monument, the museum, holds on to a significant past. You strangely feel you are taken back to the not so golden period, politically I mean.
I was quite baffled, to see the hand rickshaws being used. Still. This can be the worst form of bearing the burden – the human burden I mean.
Nearby towns and countryside picture posts, has to wait, but will do it shortly. :-)
To be so strong that nothing
can disturb your peace of mind.
To talk health, happiness, and prosperity
to every person you meet.
To make all your friends feel
that there is something in them
To look at the sunny side of everything
and make your optimism come true.
To think only the best, to work only for the best,
and to expect only the best.
To be just as enthusiastic about the success of others
as you are about your own.
To forget the mistakes of the past
and press on to the greater achievements of the future.
To wear a cheerful countenance at all times
and give every living creature you meet a smile.
To give so much time to the improvement of yourself
that you have no time to criticize others.
To be too large for worry, too noble for anger, too strong for fear,
and too happy to permit the presence of trouble.
To think well of yourself and to proclaim this fact to the world,
not in loud words but great deeds.
To live in faith that the whole world is on your side
so long as you are true to the best that is in you.” - Christian D. Larson
Holidays don’t have to be to exotic locations always, or luxurious, or for that matter extravagant. Even visiting a small town, or a countryside can be a very interesting experience in itself.
It not just soothes you, but helps you connect with the roots, when you meet with common folks and get introduced to their simple life with no artifice at all. I took one such, very recently. Will write more soon.
The crisp, light chill in the air,
and the mist-coated sky,
Lovely blush of morning it is,
with feeble touch of sunlight,
Tell me, why won’t you rejoice…
..in this ever so gleaming wintry delight?
On WordPress I meant… :D
I have never personally witnessed a snowfall, and I am aiming to visit some place next year to experience that. One of the MUST do things, from my Bucket List!!
And yes, loving the onset of slight wintry chills here :-)
I had the golden opportunity to meet Gulzar Sa’b, at the Blr Lit fest, this season. And believe me, I could not have been happier meeting anyone else on earth. His poetry has always mesmerized me, and after meeting him, I am in complete awe of this man. It actually left me wondering, if men … do exist with such a fine demeanor and eloquence..! Do they? In reality? :D
Look at his face, it exudes such wisdom, poise and charm. And, his aura is equally infectious when you meet him up, close & personal – Very humble, polite and grounded.
“Dil dhoondhta hai, phir wahi, fursat ke raat din” (Once more, my heart yearns for those leisurely days) – The Great Gulzaar Sa’b (If you can… listen to the music. It will stir up your mind surely)
Dear Girl Next Door, this post is specially for you, on your request. So, here’s how I made this Khichdi; :-)
Portion: Can serve two people
The Know How;
A few things:
Please try and let me know if you liked it. :-)
Well, everything seems to shrink, eventually. Just fancy, how interactive the blog used to be earlier, before the sinful existence of “Like” button.
Then I tell myself, on a positive note that at least something is better than simply lurking around. No?
Because you can always reach out to them whenever you want, whichever hour you want. They impart indefinite knowledge. They inspire you in several ways. They are so dependable and the bond only grows stronger day by day!
They are the most reliable companions of all times. :-)
And in despair I bowed my head;
There is no peace on earth, I said;
For hate is strong, And mocks the song
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!
Then pealed the bells more loud and deep:
God is not dead, nor doth He sleep!
The Wrong shall fail, the Right prevail,
With peace on earth, good-will to men!
- Henry W. Longfellow
It’s only when you switch to new, trending gadgets and its Operating Systems, you realize that it can drive you nuts with its multiple features and apps. Have recently owned a new sleek Ultrabook, Windows 8, Sony Vaio series, and the sexy HTC, Desire 600 - needless to say… am slowly lowwving it :-)
Well, laptop, I bought from a very convenient standpoint, wanted something lighter, primarily since I travel a lot and a little heavier in size becomes unnecessary burden on my shoulders.
The battle over phone was between Apple and other sleek phones, and my brother rightly convinced me for an HTC. it’s again lighter and very user friendly.
- Gadget Freak, me!
The classic movie, “Umrao Jaan“, has some of the best musical scores of lifetime. But this one, in particular, I find it so soulful. The lyrics, the music, the song, the rythm, is so very mesmerizing.
Asha Bhosle, has always been the most favorite, awe-inspiring singer to me. She has mysteriously weaved some sort of magical ecstasy into this piece, that it leaves you nothing but poignant, and makes you want to dance in trance.
“Dil cheez kya hai, aap meri jaan leejiye, bas ek baar…bas ek baar… mera kahaa, maan leejiye” - …And yes, this, I am not translating…’cause it will lose its essence otherwise. :-)
I still feel shy, when someone compliments and fail to suitably react to the situation, unless it’s from very close set of friends and family. :-)
I end up feeling awkward. How do you handle them?
Ok. I know. Silence and this long absence. I blame it to work partly and a bit to my sickness. The sickness is because of this unpredictable, cold, gloomy weather here in Bangalore. Anyway, feeling slightly better and posting the pics from my recent trip to Goa. Yes, my taste buds have gone for a toss, and my cravings for spicy food has just shot up. Hence, this food post :D
This was an amazing juice I had. Apparently made of kokum, Garcinia indica, of berry family – very mildly spiced, with a hint of tang, and garnished with green chillies.
These were crisp babycorn fritters, which tasted heavenly.
Like I said before, trying anything else other than sea food in Goa would have been a sin. So gorged on my favorite prawn curry. The prawns were fresh, succulent, and cooked to perfection with right blend of spices and condiments.
I am not a hard-core non-vegetarian and eat very very selective kinds. Stick to mostly chicken and very limited types of fish – Just prawns, pomfret and rohu fish, so I never had the zest to try out the exotic ones, like lobster, crabs etc. and I was just happy with what I had.
I did taste the local rice which is unlike the fine grains of Basmati. Similar to parboiled rice. The curried fish sauce with the rice very well complemented each other.
Am not too fond of the other Goan desserts, so just went ahead with this which was strongly suggested by the Chef there – it was not too bad.
I terribly want to eat some good food now – very spicy, hot and flavorsome. While I go and get it, do tell me if you liked this post? :-)
Man alone measures time. Man alone chimes the hour. And, because of this, man alone suffers a paralysing fear that no other creature endures. A fear of time running out.
A simple, thought provoking and must read.
It was nothing less than a mystic dream, those three days – Beautiful, Panoramic and Blissful. They were the most indelible memoirs of my life. Far from the tumult of city, I got to escape and unwind in nature’s lap along the shores where tranquility had stationed itself for eternity.
So, where do I begin from – the mesmerizing overcast shadowing the magnificent Arabian sea, the monsoon struck weather, rain-swept grassy land, gleaming tender leaves of palm trees, the moist breeze wafting or just the overall feel of Goa? Everything was just so very terrific; including the sea food with Goan rice. Yes, it would have been a crime to try anything else there.
I have always been fearful of coasts, especially those monstrous waves, and since it was the monsoon season, there were already red alerts/flags everywhere. The lifeguard cautioned about the water having severe currents and how it could be dangerous and life threatening. Yes, I cheated a bit, but did not go deep, and maintained a safe distance.
The joy is inexplicable and I reveled completely, listened to the soft rainfall, got soaked in the rain, walked along the coast, soiled myself at the beach, photographed, and significantly loved every minute of my time spent there. It’s a paradise during the monsoons, I would say. Well, Beach is one such place, which must be visited at all seasons I believe, to witness its versatility.
It was a very short trip though, and many things were left unexplored – the charm of old parts of Goa, those colonial churches, the heritage sites, the culture, local Goan music, authentic Goan food, and interacting with the localites. I would definitely plan that sometime soon maybe.
Will post other photographs later…! :-) Let me know if you like these?
Am excited as a little girl. A quick getaway but a royal one. Much awaited. Much deserved. I wish if Life was all about Vacations :-)
I have always wanted to witness the spectacular view of the beach during the wilderness of the Monsoons – the thick gray low lying clouds, the horizon, the hungry tides lapping against the shore, the soft rhythm of the rainfall mingling with the sea, and the magical whiff in the air… Well, Goa, has always been a dream destination around this time, so it makes me really happy. Looking forward to the trip, so much..muchy muchy more :-)
Do I need to express enough – my love for monsoons and the beach?
P.S. Nature’s Irony – For some, the rains are blissful and for some, it’s a curse! My prayers and thoughts for all the victims and their families!
I have hardly got any time to breathe. Good part is my work has been highly recognized and I have got a good raise :-)
So in between work and other things,,,am just taking this minuscule break to write in – a sudden urge to breakfree.
I promise a holiday to myself after this, workload.
Oh yes… and I am loving the MONSOONS…And you?
Last weekend, I was watching an ol’ time 1961′ movie, Hum Dono. I have always been a fan of classics and chanced upon this song once again while watching the movie.
I love it…especially the tinkling music and the profound LYRICS…something I must learn to implement in life…”har fikr ko dhuein mein udata chala gaya…main zindagi ka saath nibhata chala gaya“
Listen to this beautiful piece and stay inspired :-) On the movie, I shall write some other time!!
Mondays are always MUNDANE! Unexciting! We all think, after having a good weekend, there’s always a fresh start. A new beginning. But, alas! Instead, we find ourselves struggling to get out of the “good weekend” mode. Sort of a hangover. So, this Monday morning, when I woke up, the first thing that came to my mind was the long list of “Things to Do” and I started fretting. I somehow did not want a bad day for the beginning of the week.
Loaded with a good breakfast and positive energy I started my day. Quickly planned and prioritized the action items and finished them one by one. Now, I kind of feel better. Relaxed. Having accomplished a nearly successful day brings peace and joy. Of course the incentive is – 4 days down the line, there’s another weekend. :-)
Stay happy and don’t forget to smile!! :-)
I want to live a life with absolutely no regrets. I want to enjoy every bit. Every moment. I want to make the most of this life – a satisfactory life at least.
Towards the end I do not want to feel remorse thinking… Oh! I should have done this, I should have done that…I should have spent a little more time with my loved ones, or that I should have expressed myself a bit more, or could have spread more love and joy, or may be I should have traveled there, explored places, met more people, should have tasted that exotic food… or read that book under the sun over green pastures, or stared endlessly at those twinkling stars in the night-time… etc etc. I don’t want any space for could have and should have.
With conviction, I want to fulfill all my dreams, all my wishes, desires and aspirations. Whether I will be able to do so… I don’t know as yet. At least I would know I tried. I attempted. Rest all depends on destiny. Strange, no? How we are all enslaved by the thing called destiny. But, nevertheless hopes should not die, and that’s exactly what fuels our spirits.
So, go ahead, make a list of all that you wish to do…and fulfill them. In the meanwhile, I am going to work on mine. :-)
Good Music equals to Good Mood.
I plug in to music while working or doing chores at home via radio, TV, Stereo. Sometimes very loud too. :D These songs(listed below) particularly, the genre, I have noticed, has become a trend to be included in the movies. No hassles, as long as the lyrics make sense and soothe our ears and I enjoy listening to them pretty often…
Phir le aya … from Barfi
Iktara…from Wake Up Sid
The latest Kabira song… from YJHD
Dama Dum Mast Kalandar…from David (Though it’s a remix, and I don’t like remix..however this was done quite well)
And yes, Rekha Bhardwaj is too good :-)
Those early morning days, when I relaxed comfortably on this hammock and enjoyed nature’s abundance. Listened to the chirping of birds over a cup of sweet Darjeeling tea with some peace around me :-) I can’t complain, really. Life is good!
P.S. Such short picture posts by default reflect the lack of time. Please bear, will write soon. :-)
“One should not attend even the end of the world without a good breakfast.” - Robert A. Heinlein
And I totally second that. Breakfast is an important meal. A good one helps you fight the day. I usually try instant oatmeal with different variations, or the eggs and bread, or muesli /cereal. Now, with muesli, it does get slightly boring if you do not spice it up a bit..so I try different things.
This morning I soaked the nutty muesli in skimmed milk for about an hour or so and then created a sort of parfait with layers of soaked muesli, whisked yoghurt with honey(to give that creamy effect and a bit of tang), and then chopped ripe and succulent sweet mangoes and figs. I loved it. It did help me kickstart my day on a very healthy note. :-)
Happy Weekend Ahead! Celebrate & Enjoy!!
Yes.. yes.. it’s my birthday …just the day after!!!! And I am all excited to make it special. The EXTRA special way! :-)
Have an awesome weekend ahead!!
Not entirely though, as I am always tempted by the grandeur of sea. This was shot during my recent trip to Kerala.
It was a lovely evening – the beautiful dusk and the hues complemented perfectly, while the boatmen who plunged into the roaring sea, just created a highly picturesque and inspiring view. Oh! These magnanimous water bodies have such enigmatic charm, which I can never express in my words. I think it was a fine shot. What say?
…on Dr. Derek Shepherd :-)
Does anyone else have too?
Life, perhaps gets easier and comfortable, when we slowly learn to accept things around us – accepting the situations, accepting people, and all the challenges that life conveniently throws up at us.
Yesterday’s post I mean. Somehow, I was too exhausted, and I just felt asleep. And, also I realized, I need a break, at least a day in a week from computers, mobile, internet etc – a complete shut down. Anyway, since I did that yesterday, am posting something today and going forward, I guess I would choose Sundays as a complete switch-off day :-)
Hope you all had a nice weekend!
I am quite fond of writing. So much, so that… I prefer writing and expressing myself over talking, except that texting on phone. I simply can’t engage myself typing patiently on the tiny phone keypad – I hate it. Anyways, coming back to writing…I like to write mails, would anyday prefer the age old method of letters, but nevertheless the emails work in this jet age. So, I write to close friends often, and I like to read their replies, and then the series…back and forth. Sounds conventional, but they make my day invariably :-)
Someday, I want to revive the letter writing practice using a letterpad, inked chinese pen, and post them to distant friends or use a postcard maybe with a brief handwritten note…!! I think, am gonna do that soon!! What say???
Have a fabulous weekend anyway, and see if you can write a nice loving letter to a dear friend soon?
Summer time is soon about to end, and I did not even feel it. This season, it’s been pouring. Every now and then. In fact, it’s drizzling outside at this very hour, after a heavy downpour, and I can hear the pitter patter through the sheer silence of the night. It’s cold, damp, yet, magnificently pleasant.
A weather like this, and I have just had a rich creamy mushroom soup with some perfectly toasted bread crispies.
Finding joys in little things like these, make life a perfect reason to celebrate. No?
“Go out into the world today and love the people you meet. Let your presence light new light in the hearts of people.” – Mother Teresa
As the saying goes, people come into your life for a reason, in my life too, they came in with a reason. I have been mostly fortunate to have met good people in every walk of life, except a few of course, who have left some bitter taste. Otherwise, the ones, who have showered immense love and care on me, I do not forget a moment to feel grateful towards them, and pray to God for their well-being always. We at least owe them this much. No?
So today I specially remember this person, from my earlier company, a colleague turned friend, who out of her care and generosity, knowing I skipped lunches, would most of the times, pack lunch box for me from her home, so that I could at least eat a morsel or two at my desk. We were not the bestest of friends, nor we seemed to talk about anything under the sun, but we were very comfortable with each other at workplace. :-)And yes, she also knew I loved sambar(a medley of vegetables & lentils) and rice, so she would make them specially for me and bring it to office, and what an amazing cook she is.
Here’s to dear D, thanks a bunch for all your love and care. I do cherish all those moments and shall always do… God bless!” :)