Moments that count…

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Its has been really long since I had a word with all of you. I have no valid reason or excuse for this. Sometimes some portion of your life is non existing for the rest. I guess it was the same. Lets leave it like that only:)

So the year this was, full of extremes! Positive and negative phases, losing friends and making new ones, new understandings, new experiences – both good and bad, a basket full of all sort of events. I loved few and tried to ignore few. All this while I just remembered one line that the show must go on. I travelled intensively, whether it was work or leisure and every journey was a learning in so many aspects. The first solo travel of my life and made me even more confident.

Meeting all sorts of people and listening to them makes us stronger. It is learning on every step of life. Today When I was posting a photograph of a baby taking its first few steps, I realised that we never stop taking baby steps. Broken relationships, losing dear ones, failing exams, learning new skills, making memories – everything starts with baby steps.When I started travelling solo, it was my baby step. Tawang, Guwahati, Tezpur, Jaipur, Amritsar, Hyderabad, Russia, Singapore, Raipur, Varanasi, Mukteshwar and the list is long. few of these trips were solo and a few with friends and families.

However, it was all completely impromptu!

I was looking at holidays list and places to go and suddenly I came across an amazing picture of Golden Temple and I just got stuck.

I wanted to start my birthday with some good amazing vibes as I was at worst of some personal crisis and that was my baby step towards a positive life. I chose Amritsar for the same and that was one unforgettable experience. While I was sitting in silence and watching others pray and dealing with their life’s problems, a kid of about 5 years came to me and asked if I would play antakshari with her. I was not sure what drove her to me but we started playing. In half an hour, we were friends. I looked around for her parents and they were smiling. That friendship I cherish a lot even now. I ate my first langar and wondered why I had missed out on this for so many years.

The next day was for experiencing the food starting with Kesar da Dhaba – a name familiar to most that have visited Amritsar.. A close friend of mine suggested I go there to have at least one meal, a part of some unspoken ritual of Amritsar. When I reached there, my heart skipped a beat as it was a small hotel with very ordinary interiors. After cursing my friend and ordering my food, I looked around. People were waiting for their orders very patiently. I did the same and my food arrived after a long wait. Needless to say, it was so tasty that I forgot to take pictures:) The wait was worth it.

I came back to hotel and packed my bags to join my kids back home who were waiting for me to celebrate my birthday. It was a short and memorable trip indeed.

So many experiences, so many stories. I learn a lot when I travel. I will share them with all my friends here. Hopefully I will be regular now with my posts.

As this year is in its last few hours and a new year is peeping in, I am writing this blog for you, for me. Lack of party plans for an introverted photographer works well. I love to be in my cozy corner and feel the moments. For those who like to party, wish you a crazy fun party tonight!!

Wishing you all a very happy new year and lots of happiness in the year ahead.

PS: Being regular is one of my resolutions!!!