One day..

One fine day you see someone from behind in a crowd and a silent gasp escapes your soul. Nostalgia hits you like a warm shower and you are fighting the kaleidoscope of thousand by gone memories and moments.

The curve of the neck, the crease on the hand holding the cell phone, everything resembles the person you knew inside out. What is he doing here? He cant possibly be here..

You are conjuring thousand questions to ask, thousand complaints to make. What if he doesnt recognize? What if he has already moved on? And similar thoughts swarming in your head.

Then the dreaded moment comes when he turns and he is a stranger indeed. All you are left with is a tearful smile, a song in your head and whole day to reminisce about the past.

There are days like this..

Escapade.

I kept my silver shoes by the door,
To sprint away from your deadbeat world.
The fragrant sand beckoned me
Adorning the silver shore.

I kept my silver dreams by the door,
To cast off the gloom of your sleepless world.
Washing away my past, the silver rains
So pure.

I kept my silver wishes by the door,
To shun the obstreperous world
Outside my soul.
Silver clouds enticing me
Serenading my very core.

Road redemption.

Change is inevitable,you cant avoid it, you cant fight it, you cant beat it. The problem with change is acceptance, if you are accepting the change with an open heart the transition is smooth. We are afraid of the unknown, hence we resist change, taking comfort in our familiar surrounding but in doing that sometimes we miss what could have been the best moment of or otherwise mundane life.

I never was loner, atleast not in my conscious post pubertal  life. I enjoyed being with people, observing them, taking in their reactions. I still do, but  I have matured. I cherish my own company , I do not crave to be near crowd. The sense of balance itself is overwhelming. You can easily fit in a crowd, gliding in  conversations and while at it, a part of your being is either Loitering on the beach, or finding a way in the forest you once travelled.

While I was in Mumbai, I made it a point to travel the nearby scenic places and most of them I did. What I missed was the Konkan coast and if God had provided A way to kick ourselves in the back I would have kicked me . I know im gonna do it the only question is when. The best part about Konkan coast is that it is a haven for the mountain lovers And bliss for beach-admirers.

Road trips are best when planned and even better when impromptu. When I will get tired of the routine, drained soul, lost thoughts and uninspired life, then I will take this trip. The best part of the journey will be my choice of vehicle. Someone asked me some months ago if I could own any vehicle irrespective of the cost what would I buy, and without thinking I blurted Hummer(I know its not a girly vehicle Still wish is a wish and once you make it smelling like spring, and feel like orchids nothing beats the girly feel.) Get a good GPS and you are ready to hit the road. If you want to Experience the best, get up early, Pack for three days and if comfortable pack a camping tent. The trip to Konkan coast would be incomplete If you dont breakfast at Panvel , the famous Kaande-Pohe, legend has it that he never packs and people come from all over mumbai to savour the delicacy.
The NH17 takes you to Alibaug if Im not mistaken, Ill probably take a stay there in some of the hotel or lodge, Aibaug has some beautiful beaches and I know I can easily spend a day or 2 there, all I need is love...just kidding all i need is my journal, my music and solitude. It is a bliss when No one knows you, no one bothers you. You can eat whenever you want, you can lie on the beach for ever.

The way to Harihareshwar is serene, misty and once again beautiful. A treat for the eyes and soul. The famous harihareshwar temple will be next on list. Im not an atheist, I never was and I never will be, I believe there is a supreme lord looking after me, and I call him by different names. I know he gives me tough time because he knows I have the strength to bear that.

I dont like travelling in metro coz most of the times, I cant see the sky..and most importantly I can not see the moon. Driving  gives me that pleasure, watching the trees run by you, watching the moon travel with you, stars blinking and guiding you.
The power of music is such it can take you to a long forgotten Memory, a song makes you relive the moment you have been cherishing. Coldplay, Pink floyd, Atif Aslam, some old hindi jewels make best combination for travelling.
 Diveagar is another stop you can take and relax. The hummer  and me both would need rest.
There are various stops on the way, Kaashid beach, dapoli, guhagar and others. Though Im not  a photographer I will definitely go crazy with the camera and will take thousand snaps to relive the bliss, the solitude and the silence.
Ganpati pule is a place I will definitely not miss as people say whatever you wish for comes true soon. Who knows a miracle could happen,  never lose hope is   all I believe..
The trip would end at Tarkalli, which is a hot shot  spot for water sports, including under water diving. Im scared Of water bodies and specially going under, Im sure when I will be alone Ill not be stressed about embarrassing myself . I will definitely try all the water sports, since trying all adventure sports is my wish list.
Its said water has the potential to wash away your impurities, may be the water will  wash away my past as well.
I read somewhere that best of the journeys are those made back to home and so after curing my burn out,I will head back home, ready to face the world again, ready to take up the responsibility...

this post is written for indiblogger contest "a perfect road trip" in association with Ambipur.

Welcome to Dilli.. :)

There are days meant to be longer, there are days meant to be whackier, there are days meant to be memorable and there are days never meant to end. 6th July was one of those days . Sometimes I can be a total clutz and other times I am oversmart. I planned my visit to passport office (which coincidentally lies behind Hyatt) just before the Indimeet, hoping to save some time. Somewhere amidst my pseudo-intelligent research and enquiring from a certain Mr-Know-It-All, I missed a crucial point that it was a Saturday and hence off. So there I was standing like a moron infront of Hyatt Regency at 12.45 P.M. , full one hour ahead of the time. This was my first ever meet in Delhi, and needless to say I was apprehensive despite being assured by Gv Sparx that he will attend the meet and I wont feel lonely or awkward. As I entered the venue I realized there were more enthusiastic people than me, and hall was almost filled. I met a cute, female blogger named Priyanka Banerjee (whose blog URL I forgot thanks to my aging grey cells)
We ended up chatting for long when I finally spotted Priyanka Dey, who is way cuter than her pictures and whom I expected to be a bit taller, but there she was as cute as a kitten. She introduced me to Gv Sparx, whom I couldn't have identified without help, coz I expected him to be a bit older..and a moustache, I don't know why though.
The mystery shrouding bloggers whom You know in virtual world but not in real world, remains profound till the time you haven't met them. I consider myself a people person, so I was happy to see the faces behind the words. Speaking of faces, it will be unworthy of me not to mention two pretty faces Himadri and Garima, fun and freaky people to be with. I was meeting all these people for the first time, but seemed I knew them since ages. That's the fun of blogging, you connect to people on a much deeper level than appearance or attitude.
The meet started with classes on head banging from none other than the man who is perfectly quipped for it, Nihal...irrespective of the age factor, hair factor almost every one did it.
I was afraid my wig would come off so I refrained, or the 27 species of lice I was breeding in my hair might find them homeless...:D
The most sporting head bang I found later in the pictures was that Of Madhu Bharadwaj. Seriously she had the most fun without even spoiling her hair style.
The best section of a bloggers meet is the intro, 30 seconds of fame. I am relatively new to delhi blogging circle but I had read many of them earlier, and thank god for that. The introductions were poetic, inspiring , lengthyyyyyyy....Even I got my chance and grabbed it with both the hands..
The meet was sponsored by Ambi pur...and hence the topic of discussion was indeed smelly..there were several pictures of rotten veggies, pets, shoe racks, socks, pets...but the prize went to a picture of potty..., i mean who can defeat that when it comes to odour..But when it comes to pets im blessed to own a dog who doesnt smell much, thanks to his habit of wearing booties on walks, and washing his face in a bucket full of water every chance he gets.(I cant help mentioning him, he is too adorable)
Somehow rainy season is an excuse for smells all around. The marketing team of Ambi pur did a good  job of answering the queries, providing the solutions to the smelly problem (lavender, vanilla , hawaiian flowers).
The meet was interrupted by the food which was ok I guess, and the fact that there were 4 options for desserts for non-veg people and only one for us the veg-eaters made it a little depressing.
Amidst the smelly banter our table, hosting priyanka (actually 2 priyankas), Himadri, Gv Sparx, Garima , was having fun...and may be thats why we were ignored and not handed the room fresheners. We could have ignored the fact had it not been the factor deciding our teams for group activity. Hence we had to shout to Vineeth to hand our fresheners. I identified Arvind passey sir and Sangeeta mam, but was too tongue tied to talk. And later I got to Amritt, saurabh, Murtaza, Medha all were there but I was too blind to identify them. The most pleasant surprise was the sudden greeting by rinzu susan, whom Ive made acquaintance quite recently but the girl speaks my mind.
Thankfully I was in the same team as Garima and Priyanka, but  sadly Himadri and Gv both were in other teams. Our theme was hollywood action movies, and needless to say we were supposed to use our gifts As props. Our team had excellent guides Neha, saumya, anup and priyanka. The best part of our play were the smelly cats played beautifully by three femme fatale. Needless to say we won, but there were other memorable performances like the guy as Zombie, Himadri as gabbarni and the chinese female fighter.
The crazy impromptu skits ended finally and so did the meet. I made new friends in Gv Sparx, Priyanka, himadri, And Garima.
Wish the meet never ended, had an amazing time and a great welcome to the the city as I have recently shifted to Delhi.
Mumbai reigned my heart but im sure my heart can accomodate two cities easily.

Thanks to indiblogger team and ambi pur people for organizing such a fun filled event.

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यूँ ही !!!

बाँवरे नैनो में थी एक बाँवरी सी ख्वाहिश
बाँवरे मौसम ने रच दी बाँवरी एक साजिश
बाँवरी सी एक थी शबरी बाँवरी थी राधा
बाँवरी सी हुई ये शब् है बाँवरा चन्दा ये आधा

बांवरी कोयल ने दे दी बांवरी सी कूक
बाँवरी गोपी से हो गयी बाँवरी सी चूक
बाँवरे मन ने है बाँधा बांवरा सा धागा
बांवरी वो शब् गयी है बांवरा जग जागा


बाँवरे हाथों ने थामी बाँवरी एक बांह
बाँवरे पैरों ने पकड़ी बाँवरी वो राह
बाँवरे नैनों ने दे दिया बांवरा एक वादा
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