It was only a smile, nothing more. It didn't make everything all right. It didn't make ANYTHING all right. Only a smile. A tiny thing. A leaf in the woods, shaking in the wake of a startled bird's flight. But I'll take it. With open arms. Because when spring comes, it melts the snow one flake at a time, and maybe I just witnessed the first flake melting.
Khaled Hosseini, The Kite Runner
Purly composite image. Combination of my laziness + imagination + boredom + dream + timer from #googlepixel + editing software. And this is the result.
Dreaming of several things when I was just supposed to write thesis.
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Scared yet confident, here we were at the Kanyakumari Pier for a thrilling off-roading experience.. 😉
Have you ever experienced something similar in your life?? P.C @pahulpsg
345/365 "Happiness is a mysterious thing, to be found somewhere between too little and too much. But it is as elusive as a butterfly, and we must never pursue it. If we stay very still, it may come and settle on our hand. But only briefly. We must savour those moments, for they will not come our way very often." Sunlight playing around in my room.
Summer 2019. Bangalore.
I spent my Sunday chilling in Sultanpur National Park near Gurgaon early in the morning. @whereswarikoo and I had hoped to catch some flamingos but it seemed like they flaminwent (😂) . But I did get to catch several sights of this magical Grey-headed Swamphen. The colours on it are just so surreal I couldn't keep my eyes off it. Apart from that, we saw a bunch of other migratory and resident birds most of which we had already seen at Bharatpur Bird Sanctuary. I'm not going to lie, it felt like an achievement when I could spot and identify these tens of different bird species. I have to say, this birdwatching thing is really getting to me and I'm loving it!
You can reach Sultanpur National Park by driving till there. It's just about 15 kilometres from Gurgaon, and makes for the perfect day trip. Tickets cost just 5 rupees per person and the Park is relatively smaller (3.5 kilometres' nature trail) so you won't have to spend a lot of time, and can cover the entirety of it on foot!
Here's a checklist of some birds you can look out for:
Little black comorant
There's just so so so many other birds there that I'll run out of space. But you can get a checklist from me through my upcoming photoblog about the birds of Bharatpur Bird Sanctuary. It's going to up very very soon. You can go subscribe to my blog or DM me your WhatsApp number or email address and I'll make sure I keep you updated!
Pictured here: A flock of Eurasian Coots with an Indian Spotted Billed Duck
Life is short and the older you get, the more you feel it. Indeed, the shorter it is. People lose their capacity to walk, run, travel, think and experience life. I realise how important it is to use the time I have. .
Paradise isn't a place, it's a feeling! I have never been a fast walker, or a conqueror of mountain peaks, but I can plod along for miles. And that's what I've been doing all my life—plodding along, singing my song, telling my tales in my own unhurried way.
I have lived life at my own gentle pace, and if as a result I have failed to get to the top of the mountain (or of anything else), it doesn't matter, the long walk has brought its own sweet rewards; buttercups and butterflies along the way.
P.S. Take all the chances with the risk of making scars, that's how you grow!
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This is me being awkward af, wondering what on earth I’m supposed to do in front of the camera NOW, and somehow, @bhoopadam managed to make me look good 😁
I went to Kannur for the Theyyam festival.
Theyyam is INTENSE. You might have seen some parts of the performance and a few images of the dancers on my stories. I can’t replicate the feeling you get, though, when the Theyyam dancer suddenly transforms from being a ‘dancer’ into an avatar of the ‘Deva’.
I was standing right behind the dancer when I visited the temple the first time. I saw him getting ready. His face was painted, the headdress was tied on, he donned a voluminous skirt. His foot started tapping impatiently, like he couldn’t wait for the ceremonies to start. His calm demeanour changed to brusque within seconds, and he started jerking his hands and his head, waving off the people around who were trying to help him get ready. Someone handed him a mirror. One look into it, and his expression changed. His eyes widened, like he couldn’t believe what he was seeing, and in a split second, he THREW the mirror into the air and raced onto the ceremony floor.
Almost like he was possessed.
I saw it happen. And I was shaken, because he was the epitome of calm for the first hour, and he transformed into someone else in the last 2 minutes. I don’t know how to explain what I saw. Maybe it was a performance, which is what I’d like to believe. But it was intense. The transformation was intense, and so was the performance that followed.
The ‘theyyam’ has to be kept under control by the temple priests around him. He would toss the fire, and the priests would hurry around putting it back together. He would run through it, and the priests would have to hold him back. To make sure he didn’t burn himself, I suppose. Fast, aggressive movements coupled with deep exclamations.. Everyone watching was hooked. Hypnotised.
Towards the end, the Theyyam calmed down, and went around blessing the people. He was offered food, and slowly, you could see the ‘dancer’ return. I think it was at this point that I remember to breathe again. So I ntense.
Oh, and this gorgeous passage can be found at St. Angelo’s Fort in Kannur 😁