Himachal Pradesh

>> Monday, June 16, 2008




And I'm back from an amazing trip to Himachal. HP is a land of good looking guys and beautiful women. The trip did not begin on a good note as our train was cancelled and we had to book last minute flight tickets. Our budget went for a toss. But the trip was awesome. I did a couple of things which I wanted to do before I die. I river rafted and I did paragliding and I walked and walked and walked and took some really nice pictures.
The weather was just perfect and I just could not get enough of the mountains. We discovered the pleasure of drinking actual mineral water. water never tasted better. We sat by the Tirthan river near Gushaini - a very remote village with not a soul in sight for miles together. The only sound was that of the river with its pristine and clear icy water rushing past us. It was as if time had just stopped. On our way down from Rohtang, we saw a lone vulture in its full splendour sitting on a rock. Too bad we could not take its snap. The drive from Naggar to Manali was the most picturesque that I have ever seen. I did not know that there exist so many shades of green.
The life there was so peaceful. In the one week that we were there, I did not witness a single fight or frowing faces. Wish I had stayed there another week just so that I could go for walk by the Beas or cycle along the innumerable apple orchards on the way to Naggar.....

Its so depressing to go back to office again. Wish I could stay there forever.....

Read more...

Sometimes

>> Tuesday, June 03, 2008

Sometimes I wonder
What you did with the gifts I gave you,
Those cards that I had so lovingly made,
Those letters that were a part of me,
Those messages that I'd sent you,
Those notes which had my tears,
Those songs which conveyed feelings which I could have never put in words,
Those memories which just don't seem to leave me...
Did you throw all these away, or did you burn them,
Or like me did you hide them away where they can be conveniently found again?
Yes, sometime I wonder where you have stored those bits and pieces,
Bits and pieces of my life which were never really yours...

Read more...