The Monsoons like never before...

I just had a blast with a valley crossing event in Duke's nose valley, one amongst the jewelled sahyadris.I came home with an accentuated suntan, with my skin getting darker with every trek.Never mind, as it is all worth it,to say the least.We were a group of 260 people from my workplace( distributed in batches) and i was in the morning- noon batch with a headcount of 110.People from different companies,accompanied by friends,companions and some loners, looking forward to making new friends,were all excited about the thrilling adventure they were going to experience.Weather was not that cooperative, with a sunny day adding to weariness.As we boarded the local to Lonavala with the group scattered in all corners of the Coach they we chose to be in,all i could see was new faces, all in tracks and t-shirts,excited and happy about the day that was to be dedicated to the activity,valley crossing event,and some magnificient views of nature and beauty, all together.I became a part of the group who shouted and fought(ofcourse in good sense :-)) for points and places unknown, in a game of atlas.I ended up with a mild headache, discovering that it was the result of those high pitched shouts and efforts to be heard, and the good thing was that we won the game.Time sped by, and i found that we were being watched and stared at by some of our colleagues,and some locals,who ofcourse were becoming the victims of noise pollution, with our continous rants and absent minded fights :-).Anyways,we reached Lonavals station,and after a headcount and the core group deciding who will take which position so as to make sure the group is safe and navigated well, we strode through the plain track that led us to the base village.The journey to the base village was lovely with the takeaways being-beautiful row houses on either side, a well, some children playing by, a puddle here and there, duke's nose view from different angles,a stream with a beautiful scenic view, and a plain lush green stretch leading to the base point from where the climb to the valley was to start.We had our lunch and post that, we started, though tired, the real climb,considering it was steeper than what i had estimated from what adventurizants, the core group told us .:-).The climate was hot and was adding to the difficulty but with time, the trek seemed easier and at points,we clicked and made sure we cover up for we were amongst the ones who were behind the rest of teh group.The climb consisted of smooth stretches, rare though,some out of shape rocks,some steep and risky movements,but the rocks were not moist and the way far away from being slippery, which made the trek safe,considering we were a huge group with people of different strength and experience in trekking. As we approached the peak, i saw beautiful sights wherever i looked-valleys stacked close to each other,with your imagination turning them into shapes resembling a nose or maybe a ship, the various shades of green, deep green glistening along with a darker,paler green stretch close to it, the panoramic view of the "unknown" beyond the valleys, the white smoke which made you think if there is something beyond those valleys, with your eyes estimating the certain point becoming your farthest vision.Beautiful, and worth the effort of the climb! We sat there for a while, to take a glimpse and form memories,i just penned down.We reached the top sometime later, and there were few ropes tied with safety equipments,and the adventure group, leading the activity from four positions.I preferred crossing through the peak, it was the most thrilling point to cross anyways.:-).As i became ready to go for my turn,i checked the harness twice, with my subconsicous mind making me weak with questions of what if ? , and i was a bit surprised, at my subdued fear, that had emerged as i realized that the valley was deep.I asked the person in charge of leading the activity if those buckles they use to connect the rope to the harness are really strong,and i was assured with his answer that they are just a formality, they have all safety in place.And that took all the hazy pictures that i was imagining, with me falling due to an open buckle..:-).It was a great experience,with the strude being smooth,and landing back at other end,took some effort but it was fun.Yeah, i took time landing to the ground as i was not sure i could balance myself in that small area which was shared by the person who was helping us untying and landing from the master rope. It was just like the time when you lose confidence in yourself for a while even when you are delivering the best speech you could think of.Anyways,i reached safely to the other end and felt happy to be a a part of such experience.Went back to the other end again,where entire group was present,with some close to the start points,clicking shots of tehir friends about to start the valley crossing,some idling nearby,some looking at scenic views,while some gossiping and making merry.I borrowed Sunil's (my teammate and an avid trekker) cam and clicked some pics,of the amazing view from top,hoping that it would appear the same in the pics,as it looked like then. It was an awesome view and we clicked some pics together too.After a while, we trekked down the peak, to the base village, and it was almost evening.Cool wind, with fog covering some peaks looked beautiful and captivating.We clicked few pics and moved faster.Washing your face from an odd water tap amidst the lush greens,with cold water running is so much fun,isnt it? We stopped for a while near the base point and moved for the station.Chatted about stories of ghosts and supernatural powers entire journey in train and reached the station.Came home tired and a sunburn but it was a great day.

Back after sometime!!

Back on my page after long, a break which prolonged and gave way to laziness.Laziness to put down my thoughts, to let my wandering mind shape up some random figs of imagination and a "laidback" attitude.But, writing makes me realise the presence of other me, the conscience within, which speaks without fear,stupidest things,which carves thoughts out of nowhere, some part taken from anecdotes,some from imaginations and some from inputs scattered everywhere.Work is ok, up and down, life is cool,and no personal turmoils or problems brewing up.All the reasons to be contented.Working on one of the resolutions of the year, after all, feels good.Wish to take up some long thought of hobbies.Weather is awesome here,at nights especially.The beautiful wind , gracefully carrying the scent of the flowers,earth, water and life succeeds in creating the aura i love,an altogether different frame with nature,beauty and love blossom at their best.Makes me feel empty not to be enjoying the weather outside.A peek at window and the caress of the moist air, makes me feel like going out, sitting alone and think or remember things and smile at myself, others and all who are part of my lives in some way or other.Not being able to enjoy my walks, pressure aof work taking some toll, feels at times that i am missing a lot.Missing the connect which keeps me calm and is the reason for my contentment.But, this is transient,all will fall back in place,soon.

Walk to remember!!

Those red hibiscuses are calling me.The gust of air which i can sense and feel, as soon as i enter my room, by the singing windchimes, reminds me i need to be there.The silence and calm outside lets me wonder what is happening outside.While i lay in my room killing time,some part of me keeps me reminding that i need to connect with nature.That i need to take a walk on the lane that awes me once in a while, by the joy it showers,in the beautiful trees and air filled with scent of earth,with those red flowers spread carelessly ,as if welcoming me.My takeaways from an odd walk -Those leaves during the fall season, a puddle of water nearby,the sound of my footsteps on those dried leaves, the music on my earphones,the lady at one of windows,washing vessels,the end of the lane, the water dripping from some of the pots, frefilling the air with scent, remmeberance of gud things of the day,a smile,and a flushed mind.Love those red flowers which make me feel that love is around, make me feel the world of smiles and happiness does exist, the climbers in beautiful shapes,resembling hearts make me smile and think about happiness and dreams.I dont much believe in dreaming,though i cant resist some flashes of imagination, those hazy pictures with life all perfect, all my wishes fulfilled, a different world and so on...I sing with the music on earphones, and welcome pats of the beautiful air on my face,lifting me away from all worries that a typical monotonous life has to offer.At times, i wonder if it is really boring to be walking alone,thinking silly things and smiling at myself.And the next moment says,"probably not.More boring it is to be missing it"
I feel overjoyed by a walk which is the only connect with nature i have at present.Walking alone,or together, is so much fun.

For a change!!!

Let loose.Break free.Put out your heart to someone you dont know .Shed that conservative you.Let your heart rule your thoughts.Let the dreamy you be the one to speak aloud.Let your eyes twinkle at their best.be your silliest best, tell lies if those make you happy anyway.Shed the inhibitions and be expressive, just to show you care than be heaving deep sighs at backs of people you wish become your world.Face the rejections,face the heat.Hear those sounds , when you feel your heart beating faster, give it a chance,dont kill the feat.Do smile your best even when you are the subject of a funny remark,or you sense ridicule in the way people speak, just vary the intensity,damn it and give it a go.Speak aloud, you at times need an outlet for your anger,because anyways, thats what "sorrys later" are meant for.Its not always that you ruin things by being too m uch into them,sometimes you end up with good learnings that make you rich and wise.Be one,not try being all,be a soft petal at a time,but try being a wall.Break into the dawn, face the darkness sometime, let your emotions do their work,at times let them sublime...For a change,be the one you would dream but never could,try doing "what you could" but "never you should",,,

Lets make this miracle a reality

Two strangers sitting next to each other in a bus, to a common destination.Lot of things around in common,surroundings, people they see,the journey, but the intensity of emotions brimming inside and the thought process and how they perceive the world is different .Bored,"he" strikes a conversation and she, elegance personified,meekly replies,leaving him a bit awed by her outgoing behaviour contrary to her stern looks while she was reading something some time ago:

He: Do you believe in miracles??
She:Umm.. What about you?
She:I used to at a time , but i believe more in acceptance.Umm..Am really not sure.You never know.
He:Good concept.I like it.
She: Ha.Simple and sensible,acceptance in case your "so called world of miracles" doesnt turn up the way it has to be,when your dreams look more of flimsy characters of a puppet show you thought that you drove, while it wasnt you.And more so, you have to be dreaming of miracles to make them realities or learn some other truths about your life
He: Woah! You sound philosophical!
She: Is it? Hehe.People sound what they really arent in real.The outer us is always changing,adapting,turning colours from green to white,devilish and at peace in that order,but the inner us is just constant,so constant.
He: You are nailing me right on my head?You are upset,arent you?Will you mind sharing?
She: Haha.No, am perfectly fine and not upset at all.Rather,am at my best of moods.It works the other way round for me you see.Lol.I have just completed reading my favourite author.And that has made my mind and my heart start working you know.
(A smile and she blushes as she speaks of her favourite author)
He: Ohk, thats pretty cool.Show me that.May I?
She: Yes sure,Here you have , my favourite author in one of his best novels.Ohh, i cant wait.I have never been so happy since long.I am going to see him,after all.Innaugration of his latest novel,and i have got the passes luckily.Too good to be true,Isnt it?
(He turns to look away for a moment and suddenly towards her with an appreciative glance.Looks at her face for a moment too long, as he hands over the novel back to her and smiles.)
He:It seems good.Will read it if i found it.
She: Sure,You will love it.
He: Will tell you when we meet next time .Hope it happens,and soon.
(She reaches out to her tresses, her facial expression of a little discomfort ,with a realisation that hes flirting)
He senses it and turns away to look at the window.
No more conversations.They sit silently for an odd 10 minutes and finally,the bus stops with a jerk.
He raises and looks at her into the eye,and says :
"See you soon.Thanks! Your words meant a lot.Am dreaming of a miracle and will love to turn it into a reality soon".
And walks away, before she could speak,leaving her puzzled.
She too rushes in excitement and reaches the venue on time,picking up the first row seat,eager to meet the person,who she thinks understands so much she ever wanted to say, and feel.Her Favourite author, her miracle which will never turn into a reality.
And amidst loads of people,cheering and applause, he arrives, like the world which existed only in her dreams,always, whenever she used to dream.
And they exchange a smile,and he comes to her and says: "Let us make this miracle a reality!Will you"
And she blushes and smiles,lips murmuring a faint "yes",sinking in the feeling of being the happiest women present there.
Yeah,Miracles do happen and become a reality some time! Its just a question of when,where and how.

An aura..

Something within me fails to subside,
Something in my thoughts fails to abide,
The hush within me, at times,speaks aloud,
when those crystal clear answers turn into a hazy cloud.
An emptiness,furtively makes its way,
whenever it feels that its bene long it had its say.
I start looking at the world with the third " neutral " eye,
Shedding off all dreams, aspirations, shedding off the urge to fly.
Its me against the world is what i see that time,
No meaning of my deeds,no ends,no loops,i see every emotion within me sublime.
I see no ray, no darkness engulfing around,
No elation from heart,neither a wound.
I see nothing on my mind making a sound,
Some moments pass by,and time turns around.
I regain from an aura,transient,yet always bringing me back to ground,
That life is precious,to be set free and not to be bound.
And i turn up happier,contented and at peace,
Coz the smile matters,whether you say "Butter " or "Cheese"..:)

The life song

Somewhere along , a pang of guilt weighs heavy on my mind,
No time to think,yet a lost and found thought coupled with a smile,helps me unwind.
That breeze and the scent of flowers makes me feel at my best,
Starry nite, music and sound of my footsteps makes me forget the rest.
Do my smiles convey how much i adore some people around,
do those words i speak aloud go in vain or make the right sound?
Am i the same as i am,in the eyes of those who are part of my close knit world?
Why do i feel bound at times,though the flag of my life has been long unfurled.
Who is destiny,what is my aim,
What is the reward for the toughest game.
Game that all of us are playing all along,
creating sounds to be fitted into our life song.
We experiment,fail and be a sport again,
We lose, we fret,we win and we become happy time and again.
Amidst the siloloquy we learn to live the hardest of the ways,
Love,laughter,sorrows becoming a part of the divine chase.
The chase of the deepest meaning,our life centred to the most cherished dream,
a nod, a smile, a shriek of achievement,and the world around full of gleam.
A smile,a shriek,laughter and a silent nod,
a look at the sky thanking the god,
Wonder what we are here for, is it good or bad?
why does departure makes us sad...
Wonder whats it to some unfulfilled experiences,
whats there to our dreaming big and lost senses...
Whats there to some hard realities...
Whats there to tragedy and terribel casualties..
The world goes round,whatever comes goes away one day,
Bless us god,and forgive our wrongs,is what all we can say!