It’s the end of another year and as is my tradition for past several years it is time to write a yearly write up. But then again, I was traveling around on new year’s eve and so wished to write a travelogue as well. Why not just club these together?(more…)
I guess it would be fair to say the fun began earlier than expected! I encountered this train at the Nürnberg bahnhoff – something from a mini-folk tale I would rather say :o)(more…)
‘What’s the value of one rupee? Some lose/ gain a coin; for some its even more.‘
‘I was born poor, grew in tough circumstances and seen poverty in and out. My dad, a poor farmer, died in starvation – unable to pay up a few hundred rupees a month!‘(more…)
I came running onto the platform,
To embark on a magical journey
Through moving mountains, over rivers;
Through dark tunnels and black forests.
In a fit of rage, I was!
With no one to reflect it upon,
With a rage burning within,
I turned to face the object of my distress – me!
I took a vase and hurled it at the mirror.
And with a crash it came down.
Cried I to it – “Break down you coward“
The mirror seemed to reflect my senses – it cried back!