2015 unfolds some more surprise… 🙂
And it’s crazily cold. There’s snow. Drizzle. Rain. Blizzard. But, loving every bit of this tireless city of New York, despite the weather hazard.
Tell me, won’t you just love to sit under the shade of a huge tree with its arms wide spread across, overlooking a magnanimous sea, and do just about nothing…! And let yourself relax every bit. And may be let every inch of your body soak in nature’s glory.
South Goa, is magnificent. Now, I experienced Goa in just another season, peak wintry time… trust me, evenings were really chilly and mornings were just so perfectly calming. And, there are some beaches which are absolutely untouched – you just need to ride a bike and explore aimlessly.
Nature, every time you surprise me with your absolute charm.
Have a great weekend ahead everyone, and travel as much as you can 😉
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! 🙂
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. 🙂
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. 🙂
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?
And I am so happy. 🙂
Weekends are meant to be packed with fun, especially after a hectic week-after. You know, spending time with close friends, catching up over all the due conversations with occasional cups of sweet tea. And, yes some good food too. So, without any inhibitions, I have started my weekend on that note!!
Wishing you all a very happy, healthy and fun weekend!! 🙂
The faraway moon, round and full. A balmy evening, with the sky just rinsed after a brief shower. And there were sweet-smelling miniature jasmine flowers, which bloomed and filled the air with its intoxicating fragrance.
The glorious moonlit night had just dawned. She relaxed, with a hardcover classic book and swayed gently in her rocking chair, reading sometimes and blissfully looking outside with dreams in her eyes -Myriad of dreams to be fulfilled.
P.S. This image of the full moon, is by far the best shot of mine, I think. 🙂 It was taken a few weeks ago though.
I adore Hibiscus flowers, so when I moved to Blr, I wanted to have one for this home too. Besides hibiscus, I also got some sweet smelling jasmine flowers and other plants; which do not need frequent watering or heavy maintenance due to my constant on the move situations. It’s heartbreaking to see them wither away otherwise.
Last weekend, I woke up to a beautiful morning, unusual it was, not a bright and sunny one(yeah Summer months, don’t we all dread the Sun). The sky was covered with smoky clouds and there was moist and chill in the air. Typically, when I wake up, the first thing I do is open up all the windows and the balcony doors to let all the fresh air in. And, that morning the nature, from my little terrace garden, greeted me in a special way – I saw the bright color Hibiscus bloom with all its gaiety and charm.
It inspired me to smile, stay fresh and spread the joy 🙂
So, am going to start this – One Post a Day Challenge starting today. This is to… not miss my love for writing. 🙂 It need not be a lengthy one, and can include a picture post too…considering that not all days are going to be easy. Yes, the posts would revolve around travel pics, food, book reviews, photography or lifestyle or it could be just random rant 😉
So, since it’s a Monday, leaving it with just a quote;
“Laugh all you want and cry all you want and whistle at pretty men in the street and to hell with anybody who thinks you’re a damned fool!” – Armistead Maupin
Happy Week Ahead and Stay Tuned!!! 🙂
So, last weekend was quite something. After a long time, I got some time to unwind a bit. I went for a beautiful hair-spa and then met a friend o’er some delicious Mexican lunch.
I really don’t know why, but am just too addicted to Mexican food these days, and this new Restaurant, Habanero at Indira Nagar, Bangalore is just AWESOME. I guess, it was my fifth visit or so, yet, strangely it leaves me craving for more. For starters, Nachos is a HOT favorite with me and they serve it just right at Habanero – crisp and topped with fresh lettuce, olives, tomatoes, cheese, and some chives. When those nachos are eaten with sour cream, guacamole, salsa dips, they simply taste divine. For main course, I had tried the grilled chicken before – a neat portion served with some mashed potato or Mexican rice. This time, I tried the tortillas and tacos. They were great too – stuffed with beans, meat, veggies and rightly balanced with spices and condiments. By the way, the Wiki, says Habanero is a type of chilli pepper. The ambience~ is subtle, nothing exotic about it but fairly decent to dine in.
Oh yes! The Mocktails are not to be missed – especially the Mojito, a mint flavoured drink. I can bet you would be forced to refill your glass…especially during these ultra hot summary days… 🙂
That was not enough for the day. My friend and I headed for some quick shopping soon after that not so heavy lunch and in the evening met some more friends over chai and gupshup. That’s when Saturday-night-party idea was born. And, we cooked, we drank(non-alcohol), we hogged, we danced, and made merry. Later, the pleasant breeze and a brief shower added to the grand finale and thus the day-long frivolous affair came to a quiet end.
The following day, I was too tired to do anything at all. So, just lazed around and that’s how all the week’s stress was busted at my end. How was yours?
“The most important thing is to enjoy your life—to be happy—it’s all that matters.” – Audrey Hepburn
Last week was a bit hectic at work, and I needed some good time to unwind. The closest one, I explored for a weekend getaway was Nrityagram – a place I had been longing to visit. It was a beautiful Saturday morning and there could not have been a better day to venture out…
Far off from the hazards of city life, the gram(a village) is clearly architected in nature’s lap. When you reach the spot, all you feel is the quiet, serene environment that has such a rustic and earthen feel to it. You get immersed and actually forget everything else. It’s spell-binding.
Lots of greenery enshrouded the place, and the sculpted bodies adorned the institution beautifully.
The low lying bright colored, thick clusters of bougainvillea welcomed me with open arms at Gurukul – an age old methodology of seeking knowledge and experience…something, that’s slowly losing its charm in the quest of modern civilization.
I enjoyed spending my time there, feeling the subtle breeze, listening to the soft rustling of leaves, and the birds which twittered in glee!
The amphitheater, leads to the memorial where Protima’s painting was dedicated.
I was mesmerized to hear, when one of the senior artistes was briefing about the 2000 year old (approx) Odissi dance, how their dance movements and expressions were inspired from the sculptures. When I actually saw her performing, it was as if someone had literally filled in life in a sculpted body – she was so perfect in her moves, and coordinated just rightly with her expressions and body movements. Flawless and graceful.
This is the place which leads to the dance practice floor, and also the area where the students live. One of the doors that you see in the image leads to one of the senior most Odissi artiste’s home. I was privileged to see her teaching the students with such patience level.
Photography was prohibited during the practice sessions. I was lucky to have interacted with the stalwarts of Odissi dance – Bijayini Satpathy & Surupa Sen, who humbly shared certain nuances of the age-old dance form. They have sacrificed a lot to passionately pursue their aim in life. Their will power and strength were awe-inspiring.
Honestly, I felt like dancing at the stage above…immediately the moment I had set in my foot there… It’s so magnificent.
These tiny sculptures lay still at the garden area…forming the essence of ancient art and cultural living.
The gurukul’s vegetable garden at the backyard. The residents are supposed to lead a life in a true gurukul style, hence they tend to gardens, do their own chores and practice dance.
Tiny flowers bloomed gently as the fresh air tickled them softly. Poignant, mystic and strangely calming – this place has more to offer, but only if you are an enthusiast of nature, fine arts and culture. I did manage to take pictures, to chronicle them but the degree of tranquility is something I could not record it. I will visit the place again soon…
My Kerala Itinirary
Day 1 – Trivandrum
Day 2 – Kovalam Beach
Day 3 – Kanyakumari & Padmanabhapuram Palace
Day 4 – The backwaters of Nayyar, Varkala Beach
There’s actually so much to share….wondering where to start from. Am simply besotted by the tranquility of this place and awed by its raw natural beauty, the simplicity of people, the traditional affairs, and the exotic food of Kerala. I want to slowly… record the days I experienced… the places I visited… the moments I captured through my lenses. For the moment, sharing a few pics…
Reading a book, completely at ease and enjoying the serenity of the nature around… on a sailing houseboat has always been a dream…and the dream is soon going to be true! Yes, yet another quick vacation is lined up, and this time it’s the enchanting backwaters in God’s own country, Kerala!
Kerala, I had always read about it in the text books back in school, its high literacy rate, the boat race, kathakali dance, a land that produces rich spices, cashews, etc etc…but it’s the state’s lush greenery, backwaters, beaches, that has always kindled the interest to visit the place and feel its spellbinding beauty. Undoubtedly, I am going to capture a slice of it through my camera…Ah!! I simply can’t wait for it to happen. A new destination, a chance to explore and learn more about the place, its people, rich culture, sinful seafood and local culinary delicacies, and a life time experience awaits. Though, it’s a brief time off, but I am happy it’s MINUS work. I wish I could throw away my phone too, to pursue this journey in its entirety… without any disruption…without any burden – not even the slightest of it and am just going to swear by the local flavors. Do write in what is it that I should not miss… 🙂
Have a great weekend, all you beautiful people!!
Last week it had rained. Heavily. Madly. As if someone was pelting stones on the roof top. Outside, life’d come to a halt. Busy roads, suddenly were abandoned. The trees, bore the weather’s wrath. And I, silently witnessed it from the office corridors. When it rains, I have to sneak out, to watch, to ponder – over what? I don’t know, but I do. When it rains, it has some magnetic effect on me.. it pulls me strangely towards itself. I wish to leave everything aside, and attend to those pearly, tear like drops, falling incessantly on earth, soaking everything in its ardor.
When the intensity decreased, I wanted to stop by at a lovely cafe close to my office for a cup of tea, purely because of its ambiance` – with the nature almost embracing you in its close proximity. It has an open area, and the place offers some quick eats too, fairly good ones, continental though. The tea there is served with those optional tea-bags – English style with hot water, fresh milk, sugar cubes. For me, it’s better than those vending machines pouring out mechanized cups of tea.
My tea arrived in no time. I looked out at the trees, the leaves, – how it glistened after the heavy downpour. I sipped slowly, enjoying the warmth over the slightly chilly and damp weather. Rains, hypnotize me. It weaves a magical tune. Each time it pours, I get dissolved in it…
It’s cold. The weather, I mean. Windy, cloudy, dark. And, I am happily sipping my hot cup of ginger tea and sort of enjoying the weather, wrapped in a warm light shawl at work. Yes, monsoon has arrived. This time I did not wait for it anxiously, the way I used to. Because, the weather here has always been so good – pleasant, comfortable and not too extreme. During monsoons, I specially crave for certain foods – khichdi, masala chai/ginger tea, hot fritters, soups, and corn cobs with a dash of lemon. Mouth watering. Isn’t? 🙂
And yes, monsoon time without good music? Not done. There are plenty actually. I particularly love, rimjhim gire saawan…sulag sulag jaaye mann… from an old-time movie Manzil. But, right now listening to this one – it’s magical 🙂
What’s your favorite food for the monsoon and the music you love playing in the loop?
Well, that’s how I am trying to comfort myself in this cold, dark and sometimes gloomy days in Delhi. Yes, it even rained. The weather has been really awful. However, there’s a market place nearby and I managed to locate a wonderful food joint that serves hot chocolate, bread, etc. 🙂 I loved it at the first sip – nice, creamy and chocolaty!!! Have tried their toasts and creme`of mushroom too, they tasted equally yumm!!
Oh!! And the place is Chocola, I have already been there twice 😉 What’s your comfort food this winter?