B for Bombay but…

Well its my blog and so whilst B was supposed to be for Bombay I say bloody hell I want to post this beautiful picture I managed to take and these few lines I had to write about it! 😀

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Enveloped under petals,
Slowly,
Lazily,
It blooms,
Raising is yellow limbs,
Reaching out,
Stretching itself,
In misty weather,
Embracing,
Rains!

Hailstorm!

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As we left Khajjiar and headed back to Panchpulla after seing some threatening skies which promised to drench one and all it seemed like the crowds were riding faster than us… they were always engulfing us no matter how fast we drove!

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And then it began, rain at first and suddenly the sound on the tin roof sounded rocky! It was not just rain, but hail….

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Slowly at first…

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We even went out and caught some

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then the pace increased…

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So much Hail!

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The feeling of driving in the Hailstorm was wonderful and something new for me… we gushed with excitement as it went tip tap tapak on our tin roof!!!!

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And after about half an hour of driving the hail bid good bye and blue skies again appeared! 😀

Of GPS and fighting Pheasants!

Travelling on unknown roads and reaching new destinations always means that you have to seek directions. Interestingly, these days the GPS is an invention that has in someways made us independent about finding our way. Dependent on itself but independent from asking people, however, from time to time GPS takes you on a short cut that suddenly appears to be not such a good idea. So instead of taking the popular route to Swarghat via Chandigarh, we managed to bypass Chandigarh and went to Swarghat via Baddi & Nalagarh. Well it did save us 5 kms, but the last 25 kms took 2.5 hours as there was no trace of road and I had to drive in the rain, muck, uphill in 1st and 2nd gear for most of those 2.5 hours with almost no vehicles behind or in front of me!

Scary, yet it was adventurous and in the end calmed my nerves about driving in the Himalaya’s, I did not encounter as tough a road throughout the next 10 days in the Himalaya’s.

I remember quite clearly how last year when we went to Kufri for the bloggers meet and it rained all the time we were there. That told me one thing to never plan a 2-3 day trip to Himachal, as unless you go for more than a week, you might have to come across a period when it just rains and hence have no outdoor time. As much as I love the rains, the rains in Himachal whilst they make things look beautiful can make the weather freezing and being wet in that terrain is not always wise for people like us from the plains. As we entered Himachal, this is how the sky started turning at the entrance in Baddi. It was a sense of dejavu almost to see the rain building up.

The weather builds up and this Kapok tree starts spraying pollen like crazy just as we enter the state... to invite us with really cold, windy weather!

The weather builds up and this Kapok tree starts spraying pollen like crazy just as we enter the state… to invite us with really cold, windy weather!

The rains ensured the muddy road was slushy and more difficult to drive on!

The rains ensured the muddy road was slushy and more difficult to drive on!

Whilst it turned the weather cold, the road kept me on the edge!

Whilst it turned the weather cold, the road kept me on the edge!

The one advantage of going on a road less travelled means birds, since so less traffic went through that road, we spotted quite a few Himalayan’s bulbul’s, Asian Pied Starling, White browed fantail and the best of all two male Kalij Pheasant fighting on the road! 😀

An Asian Pied Starling or Pied Myna sits oblivious to me on the cable! This is a first time spotting for me!

An Asian Pied Starling or Pied Myna sits oblivious to me on the cable! This is a first time spotting for me!

A pair of himalayan bulbul's seemed to be pretty grim in the rain and hinted at the danger on the road! :P

A pair of himalayan bulbul’s seemed to be pretty grim in the rain and hinted at the danger on the road! 😛

I wonder how the birds find the rain in the hills, it probably thinks okay about it just that it spoils its spiked up hairdo I guess! This himalayan bulbul seems not too happy about it!

I wonder how the birds find the rain in the hills, it probably thinks okay about it just that it spoils its spiked up hairdo I guess! This himalayan bulbul seems not too happy about it!

And then we saw two male Kalij Pheasant’s fighting with each other on the road!!! Again a first time sighting for me 😀 😀 😀 😀

Like any two boxer's they came and greeted each other, probably sizing up each other's strength and weakness.

Like any two boxer’s they came and greeted each other, probably sizing up each other’s strength and weakness.

and then they rumbled like they would in the WWF! Ferocious and angry at each other!

and then they rumbled like they would in the WWF! Ferocious and angry at each other!

Again at the end they both posed at each other, one has its tail up and the other has it lower before I ran out of patience in trying to get a closer shot I got off the car and went a lil further only to scare them away into the bushes :(

Again at the end they both posed at each other, one has its tail up and the other has it lower before I ran out of patience in trying to get a closer shot I got off the car and went a lil further only to scare them away into the bushes 😦

All in all it was a tiring yet enthralling ride to enter Dev Bhoomi Himachal. A lot of adventures stay ahead still and this was just the start of the holiday! In the next post, the ride to The Great Himalayan National Park in Tirthan Valley! 😀

So until then hang on! 😀

Boondon se baatein…

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a gaze above

brews more hope

in my sun dried soul

my yearning has been endless

persistent and patient

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dark and heavy

full to the brim

slowly but surely

surround me

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a stillness comes about

in anticipation

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and

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a flaky drop of moisture

on my forehead

tells me….

softly, gently

it is time…

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and so begins our season of sweet nothings

😀 😀 😀 😀

I will also leave you people with this song I love a lot 😀

Ramblings…

 

Just random things on my mind…

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Here is an sms I got from my former boss…

 

I m sitting and thinking hard about life…

How its changed from a simple college life 2 strict professional life…

How pocket money changed 2 huge monthly paychecks… but give less happiness…

How few local jeans changed 2 new branded wardrobe… but fewer occassions to use them…

How a single plate of samosa changed to a full Pizza but hunger is less…

How a bike with petrol always in reserve changed to a car always full tank but less places to go….

How a tea by roadside changed to Barista but it feels as if the shop is far away….

How a limited prepaid card changed to a post paid package… but we dont feel like using it…

How a general class journey changed to a flight.. but less vacations 4 enjoyment….

 

May be this is the truth of the journey called LIFE !!!

 

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For a large part of the match I hoped it would rain, lighting would strike and the match would stop… I just didnt want a result…. No I am not talking of cricket where we were 2-1 up and a tie would suffice as a series win…. I just thought yesterday’s final match was heart breaking… I didn’t want any one to lose…. but one man had to win… !!!!!

 

I know Roger wanted it bad… but the way Roddick played…. I felt so so so bad for him… at the end everyone was comforting him but really I m sure he wanted to just go away…. But he played the most wonderful match and just two lose shots cost him the Championship… !!

 

For a change, first time in my life… I felt sport is cruel… No one deserved to lose… really….

 

I always believe there has to be a winner and a loser in sport but yesterday it really felt wrong… 

 

Do we always need to have a winner ?? Cant it be a tie ?????.

 

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Since two years now I am in MP and I have been noticing our Chief Minister of MP since 2005, year after year performing so so many puja’s and conducting Bhandara’s to appease the Rain Gods !!! Everyday I see pictures of him and his missus in newspapers trying to appease the Rain Gods…

 

Will some one talk some sense to him and tell him that had he gone on a tree plantation drive for these 5 years… He would not have had to conduct any pooja’s now and would have been able to concerntrate on the state affairs… !!!

 

I come from a small town, where flying kites was a huge problem because of so many trees that would surround us… this comes from the small town chokra… for Indore a city of such huge population the number of trees in Indore are appalling to say the least. What happened to simple logic we grew up with ….

Vriksh vaavo..

Varsaad Laavo..

(Meaning Plant trees, bring rain..)