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Though it rained

Today it rained.

I stood amongst a crowd...
Alone.
Emotions sang a silent song...
of longings,
of dreams...
of freedom
crowching sadly in the corners of a cage.
The wind beckoned them to venture out.
Blowing,
like it always did,
unhindered...
forever.
But I walked along the corridors...
each one leading to a dead end.
And shadows...
of memories
of peoplle
followed me
their voices echoing
due to the walls

I knew i would open the lock
to an empty house today...
Even though it rained today.

i know its a bit random :P

travel

To travel is to experience

To travel is to experience. It is to get a glimpse of the way the others live. They do the same things –they eat they sleep, they socialize, etc yet they do them differently. Their tradition has been moulded ever so slowly by its economic, and political positions and the ideas and deeds of its men. And we visit these places to experience life there .

We go as tourists to place to feel that place, get a taste of it. But we often end up seeing only its splendour – the magnificence of its architecture, the comfort of its restaurants, etc- and miss its remarkable ordinariness. Which can, to an extent, be achieved by living among its people and avoiding packaged tours. Packaged tours are convenient, even fancied, but those who want to travel well know better. Funny as it might seem , it is not unbelievable though, that the most authentic food of a place is its street food. It is the flavour of the place. And it is so much cheaper and you also get to see so much more of the people than behind the closed doors of posh eateries.

Often when we are going for a vacation our chief aim is to have a break. A relaxing and mentally rejuvenating time away from the fast placed city life. A peaceful time with your family. These bring an ironical value to the term which is a reality-“holiday stress.”

It is all to common for people to say they are exhausted having just returned from a holiday! But in some cases people go to a visit a place not with the goal of relaxing which is an entirely different story.

But when the aim is to get a break and escape from the life of your city, why some people choose to go to even bigger cities, beats me. We all want to do as many things as possible – see each sight there is , visit each museum, - wanting to get value for money and make the trip worthwhile. This isn’t wrong, but when this leads to a hectic schedule, haste and eventually stress and exhaustion –the essence is lost.

Travelling and visiting places enriches our imagination and our knowledge of life and give great memories which are the best souvenirs themselves. We are able to escape from weather hazards be it extreme heat or cold and have great fun. It enables us to see glimpses of lost civilizations, to enjoy different cultures, experience different climates, different terrains, different people. One person went to the extent of saying that ‘those who don’t travel read but a page of the book of life”. Travelling ,to poetically put it, is a celebration of mankind ,of differences.









p:s - this was while making the english personal folder when i couldnt find any inspirational passage. Sagar suggested i compose my own and thus i did. Necessity is the mother of invention, and i am now left with having to pretend that it is "inspirational".

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spinning all the way!
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dashing through....
damn im BORRRED..
excuse this weird soul please....

FINALLY!!!

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all of us should keep posting stuff.

stories to tell, dreams to dream....................
children
of
Kechla