As they lifted her off the platform on which she was stationed for five long days, I felt a lurch in my heart. It felt as if a part of my heart itself was being displaced. I looked into her eyes that were filled with kindness and love for the millions who revered them. It felt as if she was forgiving me for all my faults and assuring me to continue harboring hope and faith.I was bidding farewell to our Mother. I was preparing for one of the most painful…
The Goodness about the Taj Mahal
There is a strange feeling of goodness that strikes my heart every time I visit the Taj Mahal. While most of my friends have complained of the dingy dirty lanes that lead up to this monument of love and the long serpentine queues that snake all its way to the entrance, I have somehow been able to rise above the mundane and managed to remain oblivious to the surroundings. As I trudged on through the rigors of the entry process paraphernalia (namely security checks and bag searches) I could feel…
Bharatpur Bird Sanctuary – The Melody of Silence
Bharatpur Bird Sanctuary – The Melody of Silence As I looked into the darkening canopy of Kadamb trees awaiting our convoy of rickshaw vans, I realized there was certainly something strangely alluring in the surrounding silence. As we progressed further into the foliage I knew what it was. The silence around us was making its presence more pronounced with the soulful melodies created by the call of the peacock and the cooing rhapsody of the laughing doves. Bharatpur Bird Sanctuary did indeed have the power to create the strains of…
An Unfinished Love Affair
You left…..but you forgot to take the memories with you..that would have made it a bit easier for me to reconcile the fact that I was your first boyfriend and there was much we had to do together – go out for a walk in the early morning, feel the dew on the fresh grass with our bare feet, or just sit back lazily watching the budding flowers bloom. Simple things which we had been planning together for a long long time. I wanted to lend you my shoulder to cry…
Two women, the Sea and a day at the Beach – Travelling to Pondicherry
As the sun kissed the pale blue waters of the Bay of Bengal till they sparkled and glistened with pride, I watched from the shore as Kaifu pushed his fishing boat into the high tide. His friends were already aboard the boat and looked on as Kaifu gave the final push and jumped in. As he shaded his eyes from the scorching sun and looked back, I thought he smiled at me. Surprised, I followed his eyes to find that it was actually his newly-wed wife, Meeramma standing next to…
Bahariya – A Promise Fulfilled
Badru squinted his eyes against the sun as he trooped ahead with yet another group of excited tourists towards the milky white T-shaped structure looming ahead of them. As he waited patiently for the slower ones to catch up with the rest of the group, he looked around the vast expanse of white sand that surrounded him and his group. This was the White Desert in the Bahariya Oasis. Badru, a Bedouin was born in this desert. This was his home and his heart and he loved bringing people to…
A Holiday in Hoylake
Image Credit: www.pexel.com “That must be a white swan over there and that one will be a teddy bear” thought little Ria as she stared at the while cottony clouds flying by her aircraft window. While her parents dozed off next to her, Ria spent her time making up imaginary characters out of the shapes of clouds that floated by her window. It was her summer holidays and she was off to visit her Mother’s uncle who lived in the United Kingdom. Ria had heard about the UK in her…
Enigmatic Edinburgh
When we visited Edinburgh in the month of May this year I could feel a strange quality of magnetism in the place which attracted me. However, naïve as I was I could not really put my finger on what created that magnetism. Now as I sit down to write this blog and sift through the pictures we had taken that I realise what a fool I had been. How could I miss such an obvious thing? Edinburgh, the city of Scots, the second most important financial district after London displays…
Lost in the Lakes
Our vacations started off a little late as we couldn’t quite decide whether we wanted to see green or greener (a term coined by us) to soothe our tired urban eyes. We chose the latter but what we got was probably greenest (again coined by us). As we stepped into the English Lake district we were immediately transported back several centuries when the world was all poetry and life was just a walk in the clouds. As we looked up the undulating hills and noticed the quaint little cottages snuggled…
Day 26: ZZZZZZ …time to doze off
After a month of feverish blogging it is finally time to bid adieu. It has been an exhilarating 26 days where all we bloggers have put forth our heart and soul into our blogs. I thank all who have liked my blogs and have sent me their wonderful comments. Let us be in touch whenever , wherever and however we can. Blogging continues as I sign off for some zzzzzzzzzzzzzz
