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I love Robert Frost’s poems. The depiction of truth and the profound sense of reality attracts me towards his work. At times, we often halt in the middle of a weary road before taking the next couple of iambic meters to cover up the “ tale of our life”, pondering over the purpose of our journey. Sometimes, heart holds on to the the temporary sanity … Continue reading Miles to go before I sleep…
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H for Home….Generally, conception of good beliefs and faith in a person are an impact of the formative childhood years. It is believed that the family members, neighbourhood and places we live in, infuse a certain wisdom, culminating in a metamorphosis by which the adulthood is attained.I grew up wanting to explore places, experience multiculturalism, learn different languages, meet lot of people. True to my … Continue reading H for Home…The place I grew up.
E For Extended Family When your vacations begin in an over populous home with random orders fired from all the directions, you do not need DSLR, Passport, Sunglasses and home theatre’s, to make a truckload of memories. The unacclaimed patience to repeat “Aah Haan ok ok” for all the miscellaneous instructions directed towards you, is a skillset. We were on constant observation, be it drinking … Continue reading E for Extended Family
C For Calcutta Chronicles… Scintillating memories of long distance train journeys, are the most integral part of 1990’s childhood tales. When the journey is with the most lovable and fun loving friends, the memories are etched forever. One such page from my travel diary is Calcutta. As kids, the geography of the vacation was the only required encouragement, to make us do travel packing, buy … Continue reading C for Calcutta Chronicles
In India there is a quote, “Athithi Devo Bhava” (The guest is equivalent to God’). As kids, our summer vacations were very exciting, only because of people who hosted us and helped us to make lots of indelible memories. We would go on tours, meet our friends, relatives, strangers and spend time with them. I reminisce all the food we have had, more than a … Continue reading Hospitality