I'm trying to make a 'comeback' to blogging. Like most, much hyped comebacks in Bollywood, this one too seems to be like a disaster. My next attempt will be an item no. An attempt after that will have a to be a reality TV stint. I really don't want that so I'm going to make this a successful piece.
Where do I begin? Should I tell you about my trip to Kasol, in Himachal Pradesh? Oh how I yearn for that trip again.
Just wandering around hills and streams, eating delicious food, sitting on a huge rock in the middle of a stream and reading a book and falling asleep in comforting sunlight.
I am just making it sound more romantic than it was. Memories afterall are stories we tell ourselves. John Slattery's words not mine. We blur the parts we don't like, enhance the brightness of particular portions and ignore everything else.
Coming back to the Kasol trip. It was life changing in many ways. Back from the beautiful hills I decided to quit my job and figure out life. This was followed by more trips to Pondicherry, Kodaikanal, Calcutta, Delhi, Jabalpur, Kota, Ladakh, Gokarna and now I've reached a new continent.
Though I still haven't figured out my life. Some more wandering and wondering will be necessary to get to the bottom of this. While I do that I'll try and write more, a lot more. The one thing I did figure out was that writing is the only thing that can keep me alive.
Keep an eye on this space for my next item number. It might just be a blink and miss cameo.
Oh and here's a picture from Kasol, year 2013. ©
Where do I begin? Should I tell you about my trip to Kasol, in Himachal Pradesh? Oh how I yearn for that trip again.
Just wandering around hills and streams, eating delicious food, sitting on a huge rock in the middle of a stream and reading a book and falling asleep in comforting sunlight.
I am just making it sound more romantic than it was. Memories afterall are stories we tell ourselves. John Slattery's words not mine. We blur the parts we don't like, enhance the brightness of particular portions and ignore everything else.
Coming back to the Kasol trip. It was life changing in many ways. Back from the beautiful hills I decided to quit my job and figure out life. This was followed by more trips to Pondicherry, Kodaikanal, Calcutta, Delhi, Jabalpur, Kota, Ladakh, Gokarna and now I've reached a new continent.
Though I still haven't figured out my life. Some more wandering and wondering will be necessary to get to the bottom of this. While I do that I'll try and write more, a lot more. The one thing I did figure out was that writing is the only thing that can keep me alive.
Keep an eye on this space for my next item number. It might just be a blink and miss cameo.
Oh and here's a picture from Kasol, year 2013. ©
