Sunday, 18 November 2012

A moment of revelation

And just when you start fearing that your doubts about being creatively, 
socially and in general mentally challenged might be true after-all, 
something extraordinary pops out of that grey sack stuffed between your ears, 
which, you believed, was only filled with onions n potatoes !!!

Saturday, 17 November 2012

*** शुभ दीपावली ***

I made these small happy diwali bookmarks for my french class friends.
Wish you all a very happy diwali and a prosperous new year !!! 

Sunday, 11 November 2012

my map on "they draw and travel" :)

I found out about this website where we can share the maps of places we visit. I sent them my map and they displayed it on their website :)
Do check out the website. You may find maps of your favourite places there. Or you may want to submit one of your own.

Thursday, 8 November 2012

Leh - Pangong map

An outcome of my Ladakh trip this summer. The place is too beautiful to be described in words and can be only experienced in person. This is a map of the route to Pangong lake from Leh. The Pangong lake became more popular recently since the last sequence of the movie 3 idiots was shot there. Truly mesmerizing colours, breath taking scenery, well i can go on and on and still you will never know. Just go to that place and u will understand wot i am talking about.

Monday, 5 November 2012


Once in a while you should get lost in the wilderness at night under a sky filled with stone grey clouds. It is just about to rain. The dense forest offers no help. You have no company except an occasional creaking cicada or a hooting owl calling into the night. You are not wandering aimlessly. You know you are searching for something. You just don’t know what that something is. Yet, this not-knowing does not bother you too much. Your stomach is rumbling in tune with the clouds overhead. You are slightly hungry. But that doesn't bother you either. It’s almost as if you are waiting for something important to happen. You don’t know what it is but you know it is inevitable. The heavy anticipation is almost tangible.

Just then the clouds break open with an announcing clap of thunder. The first drops of cold rain splash on your heated skin sending a shiver down your spine, just like your first kiss. The tension is broken. You don’t even bother to look for shelter because you know that the rain will bring answers. You just face the lashing gushes of water with open arms and closed eyes. The cloudburst is incessant, drenching you to the heart. The water is almost drowning you. You can hardly breathe. All you can feel is the cold water piercing into your skin. And suddenly you are one. You are the rain. You are flowing. You are free. You are dancing on the tree tops, on the mountains, in the lake. It is, as if, you never existed and yet you are forever.