The One Legged Crow
Let me fly away
There is no time to feel tired, neither do I want to
I got to live this illusion through because I have beautiful places to go to
Beautiful people to see, and beautiful dreams to make true
All I ask is for my wings to remain and the world will be mine
Let me start right now - hop a little, jump a little and just fly away

Moving on.....to a new blog :)

Well, I tried! I really did. But with my current work schedule and more than that, with my current stress levels, maintaining this blog doesn't seem like an easy thing anymore. For me, the desire to write or 'creativity' ends when stress begins - as simple as that. Every time, I open notepad or even think of writing, I draw up a blank. I believe, writing requires a fertile ground not a rock surface solidified from centuries of disturbances. Yep, it seems so - my brain is solidifying everyday! I wish I had remained a student....taking each day as it comes, not giving a hoot about career or uping someone else or what have you! But the choices I have made have landed me here and ...I jolly well deal with it, right? Right! So here goes.... am moving on. :)

Moving on to a new blog!!!! This time, a photo blog :)) I think that one would be more easy for me to maintain. And it would still serve as a medium for me to communicate to this world. So on 29 Sep 2005, I 'solidified' the thought into action and created one. Here it is - Small Traveller. Do visit!

BTW, starting Small Traveller doesn't mean am ditching Melange. On the contrary! I will continue to write here - but more sporadically...even more sporadically. On the days when there is a strike and there is not much to do in office- like today. On days, when I feel like sharing a poem that floated into my mind.....on days when I feel like smiling more often! But on other days, since I would still want to write but incapciated to, I will post a photo on Small Traveller - maybe photos to match my mood or maybe photos to say a story!

Alaho!

PS: Why a photo blog? Because I love photography. I realise photos are a poor substitute to reality or words but they do serve their purpose in bringing up long-forgotten images to the front of our brain. Moreover, how can I let my brand new digicam sleep inside the cupboard? It better earn its worth!

Garhwal Himalayas

The Great Garhwal Himalayas
When the mountains rise, can the small ants speak?
I'm an ant between these mountains waiting to grow...
With a smile on my face, I know
that those hooves sooner or later would land
On my beautiful face and lo! I would be no more
Reborn I would be though
and this time, I want to be a white kite
Able to fly high up on clouds and feel lite
No hooves to catch me this time
Then I sure will enjoy those chimes...

The trek to Valley of Flowers

Take a break, have a life!

Every now and then, you got to take a break. Get away from this dull, structured life – taste the freedom of having nothing to do and nothing to worry about for long stretches of time. Not food, not work, not family and not even yourself should intrude into this precious time – no sir, no– this should be pure survival and shouldn’t be mixed with the ‘idea of survival’ as given by civilization. Difficult of course, given that even the remotest corners of this world have been ‘civilized’ along with your brain! But try you can – to forget about that self-improvement goal, forget those gnawing hunger hours etched into memory from sitting before dumb machines and forget to think about returning back to that crazy life……and simply live!

That’s exactly what I tried to do or rather how it turned out to be! And as I said, it was difficult, very difficult and since I hadn’t planned it to be that way, it was even more so! But those ten days out of this ordinary life was……..well, no words would suffice simply because I refuse to define it in the brackets given by my ‘civilized’ brain! Maybe I would like to repeat it sometime in the future – not maybe but definitely – with a slight change, it would be for a longer period and if I could leave myself to, then sometime, maybe….never to return!

What I’m talking about is my trek to the Valley of Flowers and the Garhwal range of Central Himalayas that I came back from some one week ago. Though the trek started out as a pure “Valley of Flowers” trek, we decided to rename it to Garhwal Himalayas trek after an arduous time in that part of the country! A detailed blog with photos shall come up soon…..

The melody of harmonious creation

The forms of snowflakes and faces of flowers may take on their shape because they are responding to some sound in nature. Likewise, it is possible that crystals, plants, and human beings may be, in some way, music that has taken on visible form
- Cathie E. Guzetta

I now know why your beauty reminds of the finest tunes on the violin
And the caress of your hands on my brows, the sweet singing of a bird
I look up to see the sun, and I know I see music
I touch you to feel your form, and I know I am feeling magic
I am blessed to be a miracle in this beautiful world
For when I close my eyes, I see creation

- Vaijayanthi KM :)