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Friday, January 20, 2012

Remember the time

Sunbeaten, yet soaked, you sit, resting your head on your backpack. Against sleep that slowly creeps up, you remind yourself of the long way ahead on this day, to merely ensure that you can spend a comfortable night. From the corner of your sight a shape rolls in, the same horizon where you just rolled in from. It is soon deciphered to be a motorbike. Another loner like you, only that you are two, which, though, makes the journey safer, but no more convenient.

The loner stops a stone's throw from you, ceasing the thumping engine with a croak. And pulls out a handycam. The tall mountains, the pristine lake, the deserted yellow paddle boat, the cloud of dirt across the tattered tarmac... everything in good focus for a sensational retelling of your memories. Then a tilt shot - from one of the surrounding peaks, down to the two cyclists who seem drained of all energy (and some of the zeal from earlier in the day) but without any signs of hesitation of finishing the day elsewhere ahead. To him, this is heroic. A 'Cool, guys!...' trails from his mouth involuntarily from some primal corner. Those two cyclists make the feature in this clip, one that connects with the ideal we've always drawn up for ourselves; all the rest becomes an establishing shot, kinda an entree, an introduction to the cooler of the cools, amid an amphitheatre of peaks.

When you look at yourself cramped or beaten-out, remember the time.

Sunday, June 21, 2009

Far flung thoughts

Here's predicting the future: within an year from now, I should be in Poland, on invitation from Deepak & Ania for their wedding. The wedding, as of now, would also be a long-awaited reunion amongst us friends - on the condition that all of them actually show up.

There will be nothing much in my itinerary other than lounging in Poland, cycling in the Tatras, eating from Soviet-era restaurants, having dark chocolate, confirming if Polish girls actually fall for guys with no other qualification but fluency in English (as Deepak saidpromised), and trying to pick up a conversation with criminals on the loose. Cutting across Europe would be a bother, considering that the only friend who can take me around would be busy with his wedding, and that what another friend recently spent in doing so will have me selling my kidneys before leaving India.

Perhaps I might also:
- Visit Germany to buy a teapot
- Visit England to meet Jeremy Clarkson

Can already smell the Polish air...mmmm
Maybe a if-you-are-working-then-sponsor-me charity campaign would help take the very first step: getting the tickets.

Friday, June 12, 2009

Sangla now online

A Sweet Dawn, Sangla
Wrapped up with Sangla gallery as well during the day/night.
This trip was conceived in 1/2 minute flat, mainly because of finding all seats booked on the buses to Rishikesh on that particular day [when we had to take off], and went mighty well by that consideration. Me, Deepak T, Ania S were the team for this one.
These were 4 days spent thinking a lot of things, meeting nice people, and having odd nightly concoctions. First trip that had hygiene considerations attached, ugh. But had it not been for that spacious bathroom, and that hot water, and that roll of toilet paper, and that pack of kleenex, and that antibacterial spray....

Here's the trek listing.
Here's my image gallery (a consolidated one).