Thursday, December 24, 2009
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
The trip to Bikaner was a long one. We started at 9 o’clock in the morning and reached at 7:30 in the evening! Of course we made a lot of detours. First we went to see a temple which is called the Baabrik Temple. I don’t much like temples. I always find them over-crowded and dirty. But there was something funny about this one. It had three air-conditioners in it! The next stop, sadly for me, was also a temple, the Balaji Temple at Salesar on the way to Bikaner. This temple was also special in a way. The outer temple was built of silver and the inner main one was of gold! But I couldn’t get a photograph of it. Camera was not aloud inside. After this, we decided to have lunch. Menu was simple. Butter naan, Dal Tadka, Paneer Pudina Masala and Raita (note, no non-veg), but the paneer preparation was exceptionally tasty! Later we went to a deer park. But before that we went to a place where peacocks were abundant. This was inside a school complex. A very hospitable man welcomed us inside and offered us chairs to sit in the garden and cool water. And later when we bid him goodbye, he gave us peacock feathers! It was very nice of him.
The deer park experience was pretty good. Made a lot of them run away from me whenever I tried to approach them. But wonder why they ran! I was not smiling or showing my teeth, I’m sure of that! But then it was time for the camels. Camels are so common in Rajasthan that you get used to them very easily. I think I made one pee out of fear while I was standing beside it. After it moved away there was a puddle of water on the road where it stood! Then it was a long drive. Had tea twice on road. And dal pakora. It was from a roadside stall, but very tasty. Afterwards, after sun down, we went to another temple. And even this one was special in a way. It was a replica of the Vaishno Devi Temple in Katra. Then we went directly to Bikaner. The hotel here is very good. It’s inside the Lalgarh Palace Complex. The restaurant area is fabulous with live Rajasthani dance and music. Tomorrow its time for the Bikaner fort and I’m eagerly looking forward to it. It’ll be my first fort experience in Rajasthan.
Monday, December 21, 2009
TRIP TO RAJASTHAN
Needless to say, it was a very active day, and the result is that I’m completely exhausted! Woke up at three o’clock in the morning to get ready to catch the flight to Mumbai at six in the morning! In fact I was so excited that I really couldn’t get a proper sleep. Airport looked very busy as always. I was really dumbstruck to see so many people up and about at a time which I normally spend sleeping and snoring! Anyway, the journey to Mumbai was quite pathetic. Unfortunately we were among the last passengers to report and as a result I got the seat next to the toilet! And guess what? It was never empty for a minute at a stretch! Moreover I had an empty stomach and until breakfast my entire body felt like my ear--- senseless and empty. But the best part of the torture was the fact that the television in front of me was playing Kambakht Ishq!
We reached Mumbai at nine o’clock and our flight to Jaipur was scheduled to leave at 2:30 in the afternoon. So here was the big challenge--- how to spend five and a half hours in waiting? The idea of sitting opposite to each other and looking at each other seemed alright for the first few minutes but not more than that. Hence we decided to kill time by visiting Juhu Beach. This idea seemed brilliant till its execution. I’ve never seen such a boring beach ever in my life! The sea was boring with no waves at all. The beach was comparatively empty. It was so hot that I was reminded of summer in Kolkata, the sun was unbearable, and the beach was DIRTY! We couldn’t spend more than ten minutes there. After that our autowallah took us to see Jalsa, Amitabh Bachchan’s house. (You must be wondering why Jalsa and why not Mannat?). Well, the answer is simple. Mannat is in Bandra, miles away from the airport and Jalsa was on the way back to the airport from Juhu. Well, I didn’t find anything mentionable in Jalsa, in fact, I didn’t even see it properly! Well, all this little adventures or misadventures didn’t even last an hour. And we came back to the airport by 11:30. But this single hour cost us Rs 225! (It is Mumbai, meri jaan!) Then we decided to have a little food. Refreshment coupons were provided by our airline. But people, don’t get your hopes high by the mere mention of ‘food’. It is Mumbai and the food is vegetarian. And let me also mention that Rajasthan is no better! I have already checked the menu card of our hotel and there is not a single non-veg dish! Poor me! Anyway, after a boring cheese and corn sandwich lunch, I attempted to sleep in the waiting area, but it was of no avail because the seats were uncomfortable and the other passengers were very loud.
At one o’clock in the afternoon, we decided to go for checking. It was a short business and afterwards we again waited for an hour. Then ultimately we were allowed to board the plane. Happy news, this time I got a decent window seat and this time the film was Love Aajkal! But I decided to concentrate more on the window and the views it provided until the clouds covered all. But this time again, the food was vegetarian! Anyway, this journey was short and within one and a half hour we reached Jaipur. Here the weather is pretty cool, the dominant colour is pink. No wonder it is called the ‘pink’ city. But it is as yet unexplored to me because after reaching the hotel we didn’t bother to go out. We plan to get a good rest tonight so that we can start early tomorrow. Tomorrow, it is destination Bikaner!
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Sunday, December 6, 2009
I don’t know whether death is truly the end that it is meant to be. I don’t know whether death is just a purgatory leading to a new life. All I know is that to me, death is harmless. Just like true love, it is one of those few processes of nature which exist to meet the very ends that they repeatedly fail to meet every time they occur. Death is definitely not the end of an existence. The death of a creator is definitely not the end of his creations. The death of a propagator is certainly not the end of his thoughts. The death of a philosopher is never the death of his visions. The death of a man is not the death of his hopes and his dreams. The death of a life is not the end of its existence. Men die, we die, only to become immortal through the legacy that we leave behind. We leave our children, our creations, our words, our promises, our hopes, our dreams, our deeds, our possessions and all those nearest and dearest objects which complete us, make us what we are. Through which, for which and by which we live our life. The objects, the people, the ideas that death totally fails to wipe out from the face of the earth. Then in what way are we taken away from this world by death? If all those things that made us whole and all those things that made us live, outlive us, then how do we die? How do we end? We often use the phrase, ‘the circle of life’… but is there a beginning or an end to a circle? No. There is only continuity. It is a continuous journey without an end. True, the physicality of life is not strong enough to meet the requirements of eternity. True, the creation of God is not up to the mark to last the eternity. But the creation of man is indestructible, invincible. The creation of man, his ideas, his values, his hopes, dreams and his legacy are there forever, and through them he lives forever. Just close your eyes and try to remember all those ‘dead’ people who mattered to you. Do you see them in your mind? If yes, then how are they dead? They live in our love, they live in our hatred. They live through us. They are never dead, because we are never dead, and we are never dead because we outlive the parents who create us from their own elements and we walk the path prepared for us by our predecessors. We continue the journey of life that has no end.
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
I happen to know a girl who is getting married very soon. I'll not expose her relation with me in this blog. But of course, people who know me personally would know immediately about whom I'm talking. This girl is very close to me. And since she is settling in a different city after her marriage, it is needless to say that her marriage is a cause of much disappointment to me! I'll miss her, very much. But there is a reason why I suddenly decided to tell you the story of this particular girl. Have you ever felt the frustration that one feels when one is unable to speak one's mind to somebody very close to one's heart, solely because of the reason that that somebody would not be able to understand what one meant? Have you ever felt the sorrow that one feels when suddenly a lot of distance comes between one and a person who matters a lot to one, without any proper reason? It is precisely then when one feels the need of taking the help of a different medium to convey one's feelings, to speak one's mind! And that is exactly what I'm trying to do.
She is just 24yrs old. Which, I personally feel is a very young age for a girl to get married, but that is my opinion, and I'm definitely not trying to impose it on anybody. But I definitely feel that marriage is one of the most important decisions of life and it should not be taken quickly. And this is something which I want everybody to consider. But sadly, in this world where divorces are getting more and more frequent, some people are still there who feel that marriage is the end of all solutions and commit their selves to marriage before thinking. There are still people who believe that a love relationship which is not sanctified by marriage is easily led to a break up. Whereas a marriage without love or mutual understanding is wholesome! (As if the word 'divorce' is not included in their dictionary!). But this is completely ridiculous and this is why it is necessary to marry only after properly knowing one's partner. It is a different matter with those people who do not get that chance, but it is foolish not to utilise the chance if it is available to you!
Let me tell you the story. Boy meets girl in the final year of school. They have an affair. End of school, they drift apart. Lack of communication brings a premature end to their affair. They get on with their lives. They get different lovers. And they spend six years this way, completely out of touch with each other and unaware of the changes in their life. Then the girl breaks up with her boyfriend and her loneliness compels her to join a social networking site. The girl desperately searches for that boy again. She succeeds. They renew their contact. And within a month, the boy asks the girl to visit him in a different city! She goes. She stays there for ten days. And without any prior knowledge, the boy proposes her for marriage! (It is worth mentioning here that even the boy had a love relationship with another girl in the intermediary period with whom he broke up a month before renewing his contact with our heroine!). She accepts the proposal. Comes back home, informs her family on the boy’s insistence. The two families talk and make arrangements for marriage. A date is fixed. Then one fine day the boy rings up the girl and tells her that he is unable to forget his previous girlfriend and therefore it is impossible for him to marry her! And he breaks off the marriage! The girl breaks down completely, suffers a lot, and then, slowly after about a month, tries her best to resume her daily life. She even succeeds but after four months the boy again comes back to her, begs for forgiveness and again expresses his wish to marry her. And guess what she does? She accepts him and without taking time to test the waters, agrees to marry him on the very day that was previously fixed for their marriage, precisely two months after the boy’s come back!
The girl’s family is very happy now, busy with the proceedings! (Well, even if they are not happy they have to show their happiness!) The groom is very loving and romantic, so much so that he makes it a point to make a vivid display of his cheesy romanticism in front of the bride’s entire family (!) at the drop of a hat! And so exceptionally thoughtful that he makes it a point to tell the bride how she should look in the reception, what she should wear, what shoes, what dress, make up, accessories, he even mentions the cutting of the dress! In short, he calls the shot, and the bride is very happy. And that is it. The bride is happy. And I’m keeping my fingers crossed. I want her to be happy throughout her life! When people day-dream, others around them wish that they stop doing that and face the reality. But I would never want this bride to stop day-dreaming! Because I have this feeling that if she ever stops doing that, the reality would be too harsh for her to deal with!
God, please prove me wrong about this man and keep the girl happy!