Dive Into Rishikesh

“Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming "Wow! What a Ride!” 

And so was our exclamation back from the (appearing) ‘Adventure Capital’ of India,

the saintly town, Rishikesh.

The ride began with the audacious, the venturous, the adventurous trek accompanied by the blackout. Yes, Even the moonlight seemed to be obstructed. Hell dark! What could rescue us on the foot size pavement like Kaccha, zig-zag road sloping down to don’t know where???? Cellphones’ torch-light was like the greatest invention at that time with noone and nothing else to light our paths. Diversions on the way added more to our mixed feelings of adventure and dreadfulness. Go this way or that way. Holy God! Thanks to the few great people who balanced the luggage too along with their own selves so dauntlessly. “Come-on people! Don’t pause, We would be reaching any moment. Look friends, It seems to be lion there”. These chants could be heard echoing all the way when destination was unknown. The thought of animals around drenched us in fear and soaked us in awfulness. The approx. calculations of Kms. left could be the only soothing fact at that time. Breaths getting heavy, something we all wished for was water but Alas! Then, somewhere around in the middle of it, came a bridge like illuminated area. Ahhhh! Like an animal out of a cage. Inhale in the open air, feel relax, feel light. Okay, Enough of the phones solving the hour’s need. Lets pose for a picture. Click. Click. Click…. Phew! Being reminded of the fact that we didn’t goaled yet, Embark again. The same fuss began again motivating each other to carry on. &Hurrah! We reached Gee5 camps. Sigh. 

Finally we positioned ourselves on jute chairs under some shed, eliminated our thirst, started spilling jokes, gossips etc. etc. among ourselves and updating facebook. The horribleness on our faces turned into gigglings, smilings, laughters after all it was a safe landing.. We relaxed for a while besides being instructed about the basics, dos and donts  for residing in the camp area. Get up girls and boys. Still to move ahead. A little path like the earlier was yet there to terminate at the camps. (‘People please, take your luggages along this time’). The tiredness which engulfed us appeared to be diminishing at the very sight of bonfire and the mouth-watering pakora-like eatables near the camps. So all of us got comfortable to tune ourselves along with the beats of music. The stars above and holy river,Ganga became the witness of our ecstasy in the chirpy, perky, lyrical atmosphere lighted by the lanterns and the moonlight. We were swinging along the music insanely. After this, we stuffed our empty stomachs with dinner. When there exists sand allover underneath your feet, can you resist scribbling? Well, definitely not. The fun continued with the playing of dumshraaz. The drizzling along with the cool breeze blowing across the sea-shore gave us goose-bumps due to chilling sensation. On one side, fear of camps being destroyed by rains gripped us while on the other side, the moonlight, the shining stars above, the cool sand beneath, the river besides brought us immense pleasure. Really, We were submersed under the beauty of nature. It was so applaudable, so commendable. I wish I had 8 more eyes to turn my head in every direction and capture all at a once. We were being told that  we were being surrounded by animals. Oh God! Goosebumps. After all, it was the jungle all around us. But still the night deepened and deepened amidst this aura of joy and fright. 

The next morning was awaited to experience another gust of adventure. We refreshened, energised ourselves with heavy breakfast and headed for mountain rappeling. Climbing an almost straight wall like cliff wasn’t a simplified task, right? But a deep desire to go for something new, something abnormal overwhelmed the after-thoughts of any unfortunate tragedy. So we ended up doing it and enjoying it. Playing badminton on the sand worked like a tinge of salt added to the food to make it more delicious. A journey like this would have been wasted if not captured in pictures. So clicking, posing one after the another shot to carry along with us  a beautiful saga of memories became our frequent happenings. Living each and every moment, we went for the waterfalls. This was again a tedious way out there but curiosity to discover what’s next ahead would make us forget all. The intensity of coolness of water pouring down the mountain shivered us deep through the nerves. Now, it was the time to traverse the same path and back to the spot from where the trek started.

Another and the most exhilarating adventure spot made our way- river rafting. ‘You Only Live Once’ but that living becomes worthless if there aren’t the seconds, the minutes, that take your breath away, that skips your heart-beat. For a moment, you are struck in wonder that What has happened??? You pause for a little to reflect upon. Your adrenaline rush is like never before- never before….. Such was this adventure. Playing with the majestic waves of river Ganges. Horrific! Terrific! It was like amass all of your strength, muster all your courage to surpass the turbulence of the river.At rapid points, we were like completely inundated by waves of water and felt like, ‘Please, Take us out soon’. Okay, now step outside the raft and we were like weightless  floating bodies. The things don’t end here. Wait! Hold your breathe yet. Cliff jumping was another sport to add to our adventures diaries. Oh! those fractions of seconds in the air when we just jumped from the cliff. Don’t know where we were at that instance, don’t know what was happening. I fail at describing that. It was just a feeling high up in the air and then in the water, it was like gravity is pulling in towards the depth of the river. Then, we posed with raft in our hands like it was some sort of trophy won. Really an amazing one! Actually, amazing when we were out as-a- whole the same old one but frightful inside.

Atlast, we were to bid sayonara to this holy city, this beautiful city. Adieu to you too guys. Read.. Enjoy..    

                                   Can love be arranged?

" Locha-e-ulfat "hogyaa! Ahhh! The problem of love is here :p .

Love is a feeling! Love is an emotion! Love is the smile at the very thought of someone! Love is care and affection! Love is to be the reason of someone's smile! Love is to smile for someone! Love is to be sorrowful in someone's sorrow! A four letter word yet abounds the beauty as deep as an ocean. Amidst all these, Love just happens!  once upon a lifetime fortune :p The brain just halts & the heart commences. So the very notion of making an arranged love just makes me thoughtful! Is it possible or not? Well, for novice ones who have not fallen for someone, it is. It would be beautiful indeed if your parents find a guy or for a guy, a girl & then gradually you start loving that person instead of keeping your taste buds aloof from this sweet taste ;) . You subsequently start building the castles of your dreams with that person. You feel  everything of his or her to be your own :) . 

But once fallen for someone and then thinking of an arranged love, is a difficult thought for mind to think of. Isn’t it? Love is an emotion for which you can’t be bounded by. It would then be like developing a liking for some local brand pizza when you don’t have dominoes available at your place :p. Arrange marriage in the latter case is feeding your mind persistently with the thought of maktub(Everything is pre-written). So it would be wise to swim along with the happenings. Going against the flow is always miserable. 

Happy reading :)

P.S. Apologies for making a little extra use of smileys because I strongly believe words capture emotions and for capturing emotions- emoticons are at my rescue :)

GNDU

A moment of pride. Yes, indeed it is and why wouldn’t it be when a student is being asked to pen down about the place which transformed her to an adult. Well, I am on the verge of completion of my bachelor’s in Computer Science& Engineering from Guru Nanak Dev University,Amritsar which has become one of the best 6 universities in India and only one in Punjab to acquire the status-University with Potential for Excellence (UPE), the highest status awarded by the University Grants Commission (UGC). Readers! Mind it, 1 out of 6 nationally :) .A big achievement! A child grows up playing and isn’t it good when your graduation too continues this essence of childhood. GNDU is rated as the best in India in sports. You desire of playing a sport & GNDU gives you the opportunity be it archery, skating, badminton, swimming, cycling, chess, or any other. Keep aside the books, Come out of the academia..Universities’  cultural fests are no less- ’Jashan’,an interdepartmental cultural fest and ‘Youth Fest’ , an inter-universities fest attracts universities even from the extreme North of the country like Jammu,Delhi. Its unlike any other engineering college which provides you the interacting environment of only engineering students. Instead it provides the ambience of students from multifarious fields and I believe growing means extensive communication so that you can get to know the mindset of future nation-builders. Its a university where learning is a continuous process and growing is evident . Come, experience, live the life here in the university situated in the heritage city,Amritsar.

Thank you for your patient reading :)

STATE OF MIND

Don't know why ..

Don't know where this journey is gonna take her..

Don't know what is that firm belief that is beholding her from leaving this mess..

Don't know what are these circumstances that are swirling her along with..

Don't know what this stuff has got for her to learn..

Don't know this.. Don't know that..

Somewhere between all this lies a strong trust upon that ALMIGHTY that sooner or later Everything's gonna be all right :) :)

"East is East,West is West. Both can never meet”

                                                   

“Aaj Kal ke bache, aaj kal ke naujwan, aaj kal ke maa-baap”. Yes, I am talking about the era of 21st century, the era of westernisation, the era of modernisation where all I can hear is “ Be modern,  be advanced, be like the 'West'”.But, people Do you actually think that these two extremities ever gonna meet & form a circle? Well,I strongly say “No”.It is just like a typical  Indian parent saying to one of their siblings to be like the other overlooking the uniqueness of the prior one which ultimately leads the prior one to the world of gloominess, the world of stress, the world of lost peace. The same is true with the eastern and the western culture.

One cannot even give a thought of the West people adopting Eastern moral values and ethics who perhaps even don’t know what do these terms actually mean? Indian kids are brought up being taught about our culture,our Sanskaras. Sanskaras are like the ingredients of their bottle-feed whereas a little is worried about this in the West. Convergence of the two at this aspect seems to be nearly impossible in near future. Habits don’t go off easily, that is why they are perhaps termed as habits :) . It is okay to believe that Indian ethnic clothing is being adored by the West and vice-versa but this mingling alone can’t change the scenario. It would be laudable if the minds meet too.

The conservativeness of Indians, looking upon a guy and a girl as the hands of a clock in opposite direction, ‘Beta, You are a girl, can’t roam around alone, can’t wear this, can’t talk  to strangers but we will marry you with one to spend the rest of your life with :( , you are the respect of our family , and blah-blah stuff can’t be neglected in India whereas the least to be pay heed  to in the West.  Indians are living their life being ruled by the cobweb of crappy thoughts inside their mind. They are just the puppets of the so-called society. The faulty mind-set can’t over-empower the feelings of love, affection and care that Indians are endowed with in comparison to  the dry-emotions of the West. They do care for their beloved ones  although sadly westernisation is leaving its imprints to some extent. System, here in India, is least into implementation irrespective of the West. Rules and regulations are just meant for reading&cramming so that you can pass your examination. I mean still long miles to be covered yet to come upto the level of the West. Argh! look at the education system. 'Dude, you scored 98%! Well done! You are quiet intelligent’ Does anyone think that that knowledge is of any use or was it just attained to score 98%? Inspite of the huge potential and vastness of skills that Indians are blessed with, these skills are not deployed of Indian youth. Instead they are exploited by NRIs. Lastly, not forgetting about the food-freak Indians. How can I leave the diversification of mouth-watering Indian dishes-makki ki roti& sarson ka saag, daal-makhani, chole-bhature etc. etc. unmentioned. Momentarily pizzas, burgers may seem alluring but at the end ‘ Roti’ is what suffices every soul. So not making it a tedious, long, like never-ending note , concluding up stating that east and west are like the two contrary cultures where the positive of one can be incorporated into the other but they are never gonna amalgamate. Every entity in the universe possess an attribute of uniqueness which shouldn’t be tattered.

Thankyou for your patient reading. Stay connected :)  

THE SHADES OF DELHI

                       

To a toddler, its like Go baby "run,run,run". You can't pause else you'll be crushed. And then, a school boy, whining and freaking, still trying to get himself painted with the surrounded colors. Ah!!comes the sigh of a lover wherein he falls for his juliet insanly, enthusiasticslly, madly..gives away his heart to "Dilli dilwalo ki". The aroma of street food of Chawri Bazar(Old Delhi), BTW's tikki, Giani's ice-cream, road-side momos, cheese sub, Haldiram's chole-bhature, Moti Nagar's shakes pulls him from himself. Still a long list to go ahead.Amidst all,the best comes when he feels like  a peaceful soul lying wrapped in her arms with no interference of the hustle-bustle around. He can always hang out with his cool-dude attitude or like a geek, do what brings him pleasure, wear what comforts him the most. There are no boundations set by the so-called society around. It would be disgraceful if not talking about her(refers to Delhi)hang-out places but at the same time a big number to count upon.I mean  think of doing something or visiting a particular place,the other moment you are there. Its like what's not there. The lights in the night sky are no less dazzling. Those crowded buses are another thing to experience where just 5 bucks takes him  from West Punjabi Bagh to Pitampura. Argh!hectic since morning, Come lets travel by metro, the safest and the best travel conveyance. Another thing, how can a writer skip talking about  juliet's equivalent love of shopping when there are places like Sarojini, Jawalaheri :p . The huge malls of Rajouri Garden- TDI, City Square, West Gate are amazing fascinations. A big applause for the architects  who  resided the exquisite beauty of their hands in the historical monuments-Red Fort, Qutab-Minar, Rashtrapati Bhavan, Lotus Temple and many more. What else  does a youth lover wish of when he is residing in the heart which is bestowed with an expanse of opportunities?Delhi is the city where dreams do come true, fantasies do become a reality, beggars do turn into donators. No limits set.