It's my birthday today. Thank you very much, if you sent out a silent wish into the Universe for me. This day in 2018, one month into my journey with WordPress, I woke up contemplating Suicide. Yes, you heard it right. That morning I found no reason to live. Absolutely nothing to tether me back … Continue reading Happy Birthday To Me!
"A week ago, my Facebook feed dropped on me a very astonishing piece of news. Amongst a pile of junk I was sifting through, I almost scrolled past it. Until something very familiar caught my attention. It can’t be, can it? Was it the same pair of eyes? “The Amazing Ascent of Baruntse by Baru”, … Continue reading The Call Of The Mountains : A Chance Encounter in the Himalayas!
Imagine you are standing on the banks of a pristine river amidst ice capped peaks. You gaze into the waters letting your mind gradually liquefy. Your thoughts ripple into a free-wheeling chat with the expansive blueness. Slowly and meditatively you dip your toes first and as you get a semblance of the grounding, you lower … Continue reading The Call Of The Mountains : Like A Flowing River…
“The secret of the mountain is that the mountains simply exist, as I do myself: the mountains exist simply, which I do not. The mountains have no "meaning," they are meaning; the mountains are. The sun is round. I ring with life, and the mountains ring, and when I can hear it; there is a … Continue reading The Call Of The Mountains : My Shangri-La
Geographically speaking, a Conflux is a point where rivers collide. Atleast that’s what our eyes see. Much like our meetings where it’s more about a greedy ME! ME ! ME ! hogging the limelight and less about a healthy exchange of ideas; when rivers come together, there is a fierce struggle of identities. What lies … Continue reading The Call Of The Mountains : Where Rivers Collide
Leaving Kedarnath proved to be a much more difficult task than reaching there. Murphy’s law once again proved itself right. Brick by brick, one after the other, things were falling apart. Beginning with a silly bickering among the pilgrims about who takes the first chopper ride out. Ideally one could have either chosen FIFO ( … Continue reading The Call Of The Mountains : Shiva, The Healer
Rudely shaken out of my Bumblebee-inspired reverie, I heard Vijay, the guide yelling out my name from the list of pilgrims waiting to visit Kedarnath. Disoriented, blinking 581 times per minute, like a typical Bollywood damsel in distress, I stood rooted to the ground for a full 90 seconds. “Time to go!” I heard someone … Continue reading The Call Of The Mountains : The Cosmic Dance
The bus slithered up the twisting, curving mountain roads with sharp hairpin bends and blind U-turns. But the pink shirt clad ultra thin driver never once wavered, even when the visibility was minimal. He never let the bulky chassis of the huge Volvo overwhelm him. Together they seemed like the mythical Sheshnag* guarding the pilgrims while … Continue reading The Call Of The Mountains : The Godly Confluence
The birds in my alarm chirped at 3:30 AM. The minute my socked feet hit the cold floor, HERE I AM...a dull throbbing ache crooned itself awake! If only the ache was as granular and bite-worthy as the Bryan Adams song... As I frantically knocked some doors in my memory palace at that ungodly hour, … Continue reading The Call Of The Mountains : Lord of the Senses
It started off with a loud NO! The year was 2014. September, an odd month when the whole of India experiences monsoon differently. Down South, wet and humid; up North, wet and cold. Not a season to travel to the mountains for sure (unless it's rains you are crazy about!). Since the day my Dad … Continue reading The Call of The Mountains : Gateway to The Gods