The Insatiable Momentum of Wandering

"THE CONANDRUM OF NATURE"

The enigmatic beauty that resides in the silence of the woods has been quite intriguing to this child inside who has always considered nature as their mother, their only relation to this entire worldly consciousness. The secrets have always been and will keep on providing for the play. There's nothing much to be discussed on this context since the silence has always talked more, has always been able to mean much more than mere utterances could ever reveal. But, on this I would like to paraphrase Byron here from his "Childe Harold's Pilgrimage"----

“There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society, where none intrudes,
By the deep Sea, and music in its roar:
I love not Man the less, but Nature more,
From these our interviews, in which I steal
From all I may be, or have been before,
To mingle with the Universe, and feel
What I can ne’er express, yet cannot all conceal.”

Woods clicks.
CANON EOS 1100D
04.02.2021

The Innocent Whimsicality of Children

"LITTLE ONES" Over the years that I've lived, there's one thing that always remains a constant which I keep coming back to because it is worthy of it. The child inside me. Children are like dewdrops. They are truly these beautiful angelic beings who are incapable of nothing. They are themselves the beam of joy and bring the same to everyone surrounding them. They are always mischievous and running about their whims. You can catch them, but can never hold them back. And all the while, if I have learnt something from these little buddies, it has to be "the art of living". To all of the children out there, take love. Children clicks. CANON EOS 1100D 09.01.2021

Curious Cat in A Bakery

"The Kulcha Bakery" Once, I came across this little, local bakery in the Kargil city of Ladakh region in Kashmir. I was taking a stroll down the street by the apartment we were staying at the moment after a scrumptious breakfast of roti, sabzi, and omelet at a busy local store. That is when I saw someone putting up some freshly baked goods in the glass cabinet of a store. I was curious since it was a very small, shady door leading to the dim-lit shop. Nonetheless, I walked right in and what I saw left me amazed. I was kind of flabbergasted by the sight of these beautiful preparations of local bread. I asked the man who was preparing the clay oven which very much resembled a traditional tandoori oven regarding the ready-to-go doughs and came to know them as ' kulcha' . They looked absolutely delicious with sesame seeds sprinkled on top of them. As I was trying to click pictures of these goodies, the man carried on with the preparations. He didn't talk much and con...

Ruins

"AMIDST LAMENTING" The fundamental idealistic view in Buddhist philosophy suggests that 'everything is momentary'. Although, it is never the reason for them to look down upon life. In fact, they rejoice life to its extremities and even exercise their lifestyle to reach the transcendental goal of existence, as perceived by Buddha. I am at such a point in life which is quite hard to make meaning of, to go through; more so because there is no one beside me. It does not hurt, though. It would have been a little better if there was someone to go to. Never the less, there is some thing. There is all the knowledge that I have experienced on my own terms since I could make meaning of them. Through everything, I have been alive and taken just the learnings and moved on. Looking back, moving forward - a journey that has never stopped, neither it will today because of me. It is beyond me. Maybe I have to rest for a while, in silence, under a tree. But the journey will continu...

The Lost Vagabond

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