Cold was he


The clock strikes twelve, I lay on the bed numb,
Drifting into the dreams, where my heart’s wishes come to play.

Dreams are nothing but wishes of the heart,
Draws me closer, to someone,
Unknown to me, who thou art.

A pain so tender, like love it felt,
Soothing and calming, at the same time,
A sweet dessert and a chilli along,
Bewildered I felt, dizzy like a spell,
Ringing in me were a thousand bells.

Standing at the brim, I saw him walk towards me,
Like a home he felt and calm as the sea,
Tenderness in eyes and hands to hold me,
Longing was I and cold was he.


The Joy of Travelling Solo


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Love, travel and happiness are the only things probably I would ever want from my life. I may need someone to love ofcourse (winking) but for travelling we don’t always need someone to tag along. And for happiness, it automatically comes from travelling.

Today’s holiday was just too precious to spend watching TV at home. I decided to do what gives me the ultimate satisfaction. Travelling ofcourse.

Tipu Sultan’s Summer Palace, situated in Bangalore is something I have always wanted to visit. This seemed to be a cool idea. I was all excited.

I packed my bag with my GPS enabled phone, my power bank to charge my phone on the go, a small water bottle and some change to avoid hassles while taking the public transportation.

I wanted to keep it an economical trip. So I checked on GPS for the busses which would take me to the palace. I took a bus and reached the bus depot nearest to palace. I asked for an auto, but he said the palace was quite near and I could walk.

With all the excitement packed, I started walking towards the palace by asking for directions from people on the way. It took about 45 minutes and I finally managed to reach the palace. Then I understood the reason why the auto guy denied to take me to the palace. It was a one way traffic and he would have had to struggle a lot with the traffic in the way and hence it was convenient for him to avoid.

Anyways, I somehow reached the palace. The ticket for the entry was Rs 5. I couldn’t contain my excitement.


The entrance of Tipu Sultan's Summer Palace

The palace wasn’t as big as a palace should ideally be. It was a small palace, but an architectural beauty. It was built in  a span of 10 years, started by Hyder Ali, who was the father of Tipu Sultan and completed by Tipu Sultan himself. I explored every corner of the palace and took many pictures. Not even for a single moment did I feel that I was travelling alone. I was enjoying a lot more than anybody else there. There also were many foreign tourists who had come to visit the palace.


The Verandah of the Palace

I studied the history of the palace and the kingdom in great detail. Once I was done, I sat at the verandah and rested for a few minutes and later returned back to my home.

This experience was one of the most joyous experiences of my life. It was not a very far off place. Just a few kilometres from my home, it was easily accessible and gave a great experience of travelling, exploring and learning. Travelling solo is a great experience and gives a learning for a lifetime. Go solo! 🙂

I let them go. I don’t push them away.


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Off lately, we have heard the words “Let Go” so often that we have probably made “Letting Go” a trend. Letting go of something or someone we love has always been the most difficult thing we could ever do. The multitude of inspirational quotes of the “Art” of letting go on the internet have been so successful in provoking us to an extent that we have proven our strengths by finally letting go of what we possibly assumed we could never.

So what have you let go of today, smoking, alcohol, anger or pride? If it is one of them, congratulations! You have just won a battle with a demon that has slowly been devouring you. But much of the ado of letting go is not about letting go of things like above but most of the articles which I have read, which claim of empowering people, mostly talk about letting go of people and relationships.

Letting go of people is nowadays projected in such a way that it makes us feel empowered and proud by doing so. Even I once got carried away the same way. Most of the supposedly inspirational content that floods the internet is actually potentially harmful, just like any dormant virus. I was going through a tumultuous phase of a few relationships, and I was in desperate need of an answer. I tried to find the answers everywhere. I used to cry to sleep almost every night. I used to pray without ceasing. I was so desperate to find a solution to mend my relationships that I even tried searching for an answer on the internet. Most of the contents which I came across were something like this: “Let go of whatever that hurts you. You are very precious to be hurt”. “Let go of something that doesn’t help you grow anymore”. “Let go off everything that is blocking your way of success”. And I actually gave in to all of that supposedly inspiring stuff and I gave up on everything that I felt was causing a pain so hard to my inner self so much that it no longer helped me in growing. I would want to admit that I felt much better soon after that. But I was unaware of the consequences that lay ahead.

I was very relieved and rejoiced that I am finally on the right path and would eventually grow. I assumed the pain of losing was temporary and soon would fade away with time. Of all the things that I let go off was my job. My job was nothing less than a sorrow to me. That was definitely a right decision I made. I took up my further studies and I thought I would be able to start a new chapter of my life. I was unaware that there was no harm in letting go of materialistic things. It is not really a loss, if the loss can be quantified. The losses which cannot be quantified have higher risk factors, such as relationships. I even gave up on a few people who I thought I would never be able to let go of. I assumed this was for the good and once I start growing as person, spiritually as well, I thought eventually everything would fall in place. I was wrong. Every person, no matter how close, shares a space in our life. When they leave, they leave a void in the place which they held and that void cannot be filled.

That void started growing in me and soon became a huge pit which was filled with regret and remorse. I still acknowledged that I did the right thing by pushing away the people from me who were meant to be in my life. One night, I finally realized the wealth I have earned all these years is the relationships without which I am empty. That was the night, I fell on my knees yet again and prayed to God, to forgive me for my pride and selfishness. I cried my heart out and asked God to restore all my broken relationships. I knew it was already too late and the I had already done all the damage. But I prayed with all my faith. Soon my prayers were answered and my broken pieces were put together and I had them all once again.

Any relationship, friends or siblings or parents goes through a testing time. And sometime relationships quite often go through the testing times. The letting go inspirational stuff makes us forget the reason why we have been with them for all these years, so far and makes us push them away. This is pure selfishness.

In truest sense, letting go means to give someone their freedom by breaking down the barriers of dependency. It is the art of having the patience and strength to trust them for who they are and who we have been to them. Let go of ego, pride and dishonesty which will kill your happiness. That doesn’t mean you have to settle for less. Let them go, let them discover themselves, believe in yourself and believe in your prayers. What you sow, is what you reap hence what is meant to be will be! Let go of them but don’t push them away! Continue reading

A Weekend Getaway: Shivanasamudra & Talakad


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The effects travel has on the soul are not unknown. Living in the hustle and bustle of the city, burning the candle at both the ends, not just gets our bodies exhausted but also our spirits. A break is very important for the upliftment of the energy, but more important is the planning of a travel with the family makes the bonds stronger. I along with my friend decided to take my parents on a one day trip. I was looking for places near Bangalore which would not require too much of a journey. So, I shortlisted a few places and finally decided “Shivanasamudra Waterfalls” which is approximately at a distance of 135 kilometers from Bangalore with a 3 hours drive without any breaks.


On the way to Shivanasamudra

We booked a cab for the day and left at around 7 in the morning. We took the NICE road, driving from Electronic City via Mandya and finally reaching Shivanasamudra. On the way to Shivanasamudra, we halted at a place called Ramnagara for breakfast. Ramnagara is situated 50 kilometers from Bangalore. It is the fictional place, Ramgad where the shooting for Sholay took place. We had our breakfast at a restaurant with the same name, Ramgad. I inquired whether the location had been turned into a tourist spot. He told me, it wasn’t but people do come regularly to visit as it serves a great place for hiking, photography and trekking. To reach the hill which served as Gabbarsingh’s abode, one has to reach Ramnagara and take an auto. People who are interested in taking a look at this place, and have time to spare can halt and spend some time here. But since we are not great movie enthusiasts, we decided to move on.

Shivanasamudra, is a small town situated in the banks of Kaveri river in the district Mandya, in the state of Karnataka. Shivanasamudra also happens to house one of the first hydro-electric power stations in Asia. One can visit this place too but since we had limited time, we chose not to drop by. We headed towards the water-falls. One can already witness the beauty and serenity of Kaveri River as they enter Shivanasamudra. The Shivanasamudra falls are a set of twin water-falls, Gaganachukki and Bharachukki. Bharachukki waterfalls are located in Kollegal in the district of Chamarajnagar. The scenic beauty of Bharachukki is captivating. Since we did not visit during monsoons, the flow was not very rapid and hence we were allowed to take the boat ride which took us exactly beneath the waterfalls. To reach the base point we had to walk down a flight of stairs. Visitors were also allowed take a few dips in the water but it is not advisable to go too further as it can be dangerous. Small cane boats which can accommodate up to 6 people were used for taking visitors under the waterfalls. Though I was unsure at first but later after getting into the boat, I felt very comfortable. It was a ride of almost 15 minutes and one of the most memorable and thrilling boat rides of my life. One ride cost us 100Rs each but was completely worth it. Taking the stairs flight back to the entrance was a huge task for us. I was extremely tired and de-hydrated by the time I reached back. I would advice; people who do not have the habit of regular exercising should take short breaks on the way back, or would be extremely difficult.


Boat ride under the Falls


Gaganachukki Falls


A Perfect Picturesque


At the entrance of Gaganachukki

Shivanasamudra is named after the Hindu God, Shiva. It literally means Shiva’s sea because of the great volume of water. Shivanasamudra was originally known as Heggur. It is said that Shivanasamudra got its name when Lord Shiva saw the River Kaveri’s magnificence and named it “Dhanya Kaveri” meaning blessed Kaveri. Goddess Parvarthi, on seeing how the river amazed Shiva, gave it the same “Shivanasamudra”. This place also holds a great importance in the history of South India, dating back to the Hoysalas, the Vijayanagara Kings and the Palegars. It is said that after Nandiraja became the ruler of the Palegars, his queen and himself were convicted of ceremonial offense. They were told by the priests that if they voluntarily embraced death, they could escape hell. Hence, to commit suicide, he along with his wife jumped off the the Gaganachukki Falls. The two daughters of the King were given to two poor commoners in marriage and they acquired their wealth. Due to which they were not happy and insulted their husbands that the wealth they acquired is their father’s. Unable to stand the insults, they invaded Shivanasamudra. Gangaraja-II defeated them and killed the men and women but died in the battle. This made the people of Shivanasamudra quite furious and they raged against them. To escape the people’s rage and death at their hands, they took their wives to Gaganachukki Falls and pushed them and later they jumped off the cliff, thus ending their dynasty. Taking advantage of this chaotic situation Jagadevaraya of Channapattana and Srirangaraya of Talakad, looted away the place. According to the local folk tales, it is said that the sounds of the horses can still be heard sometimes at Gaganachukki Falls.

The other place that can be visited is Talakad, which is approximately 30 kilometers from Shivanasamudra. This place has many temples and is of great historical importance. We were already running out of time since we were supposed to return back the same day. Hence we visited the Kaveri River, took a few dips in the river and also took the boat ride yet again which was very soothing and calm. The boat rows deep into the waters and the calm and serenity it gives is refreshing for the soul. Then it was time for returning back.

We paid Rs 3000 for the cab which I felt was quite reasonable. We had packed our lunch from home and so we were able to save a bit. I felt the trip was very economical. Most importantly, my family enjoyed the trip and that was all I wanted. Travelling back in time and away from the city into the picturesque, was an experience I would treasure forever. I was very happy at the end of the day.


On the way to Talakad


On the basins of Kaveri


The Kaveri

My Imaginary Land


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Sitting in the dark,
My mind wanders through the infinite space,
If not here, where would I have been,
In some other world filled with happiness?
Or a world gruesome and dark?
Or may be a place just more peaceful.

My imaginary land has a stone castle,
Through the pearl streets I can walk,
And they seem to never end.
Clouds of cotton I can grab,
Birds chirp and bees hum,
On the bright sunny day, everyday.

My toes on the carpet of flowers,
Like the autumn,
Through the rainbow smiles the sun,
Like the spring.
A toy house to live in, a tent house to sleep in,
A tree house to play in and a chocolate house to eat in.

My imaginary land has many stars,
I pluck them to make magic wands.
With unicorns to ride and balloons to fly,
I walk in white shoes and blue satin sashes.

My imaginary land has a me,
I look into the water, I’m happy to see I’m me,
With nothing to hide and nothing to fake,
All I would want are rhymes, candy and a birthday cake.