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Drown to Death


Lift me up when you’re free
from underneath this pile of memories.
That’s where I refused to sink
but there, my life drowns to death.



From 25th Sept. to 5th Oct. I visited Bhutan with my friends. Since I got a lot of good memories I decided to share one of the best of them. The following is my experience of the trek into the tiger’s nest of Bhutan.

I think it is usual that you have an experience that is so good that you find it so hard to explain it in the best way possible without losing its beauty. I think this is such a hard time for me but still I think it is okay if I am beginning with a morning that I had to wake up so early and to travel about half an hour from our hotel in Paro fully covered myself because of the cold that was penetrating into my body that may freeze my blood. I was actually very excited about this trekking day before reaching Bhutan but, I didn’t feel any particular excitement or happiness the time our bus reached the starting point, probably because I was still sleepy. I am really not a morning person!aaaa.jpg

The starting point was muddy and filled with a large number of dogs and as we started climbing they started following us. A few felt not at all okay because of the dogs. Anyway they were just walking with us and causing no harm; I really loved them. As we climbed up I started feeling very happy. I was breathless after half an hour watching the world around me and because I was tired. The sky that rose above the pine forest and a pool of cloud below my feet. I felt I am in some other world. As I proceeded my breath became faster and it started to be warm.aaa.jpg

The fog slowly faded away and escaped to the tips of pine leaves. After one and half hours we learned that we have a lot more to climb because we saw no trace of the peak of the hill. The small talks with friends actually reduced the effort of the journey. At some point we decided to take rest. Whatever I see around was beautiful. And at this point, I learned that the dogs are not following us but guiding us to the right path. That was one amazing part of this trekking. At many turns we were confused and what we did was following the dogs. The path started becoming steeper as we climbed more. After 2 hours we reached at a point where we could see the tiger’s nest far above on the rocks at the edge of a cliff as it looked familiar from the Google images that I admired before the trip. I can’t explain how happy I felt that time. I just wanted to scream to the world that is far below us.aaaaaaa.jpg

My paces started to be faster from that point. There was one cafeteria nearby and many of friends entered it for some refreshment but I didn’t want to rest at that point, I was too excited about getting at the peak. I had to wear my gloves again when it started to be cold again. The only food of that morning was the cold water from the natural springs on the way. Slowly the way became narrow and I became surrounded by large trees which covered all the view to the sky. For a few minutes I felt like I am in “Jungle Book” movie.

aa.jpgGradually I almost reached near to the cliff that is holding the monastery and the “Jungle Book” mood turned slowly into “Karate Kid”. The rest of the path was paved and contain steps. First I had to climb down near to waterfall that almost made me freeze. And this is a sweet spot for anyone who would love to capture some photos. Then I continued. I climbed up to the monastery with huge hunger. I could actually eat at least 2 plates of Indian meal at that time and I knew that I can eat only after finishing the trekking.

The tiger’s nest monastery looked beautiful. It was containing many Buddha statues, the meditation caves and to our wonder, a risky cave that we could enter which led us into the rocks to a small dark chamber. We wished if they allowed photography there. I was happy and fulfilled and not at all sad about the morning sleep I lost.aaaaaaaaaaaaaa

The return journey was quick. But again it was beautiful. I was so happy to meet a lot of people on the way and talk to everyone who are on the way up and to assure them that they worth the risky climbing. Along with two of my friends I relaxed a few moments at the cafeteria. I saw a lot of happy faces that day. It was indeed one of the best memories of my life. And I am sure that this will be a place that I will visit again in my life. I decided to travel more. I think it is a good thing to be consumed by wanderlust!IMG_201610dsada01_070432.jpg

For More Information  https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Paro_Taktsang

New Lessons

There is a thing about a college. I hate it. I always considered it as a place where I find myself very sad and irritated. But the last few days gave me a lot of new experiences to save into my memory jar. As I mentioned in an earlier post I have an urban study as part of my 9th semester architecture syllabus. We, my batch chose to study the city Alappuzha in Kerala, which is a beautiful city extended between two canals which is often called “Venice of the East”. It was fun to stay with my classmates and late night works were tiring. I am not here to explain about the whole trip. But I wish to share how these few days helped me to explore a part of myself that I never knew.

I tried to capture the best moments in my phone. I was so excited to know about the roots of a city. There were many things new to my knowledge. And we had to conduct a lot of surveys. I am usually a person who would love to sit in my room and read a book even if I wish to travel the world.  But during the study I was forced to do works assigned and it included a big list of things I never thought of doing myself. But results actually shocked me and the best part was the satisfaction and happiness I felt after everything. I was a bit confused to walk into the streets and ask questions to random strangers I met. I had a feeling that what if they do not cooperate. But my experiences were really good that people were happy to talk about them and they were very friendly too. I felt that world is not a bad place to live.

Within a few days I learned many things which I find very difficult to explain. I am happy to see a new part of myself. A talkative and inquisitive person who is very happy to talk to people and find new information, who is ready to hear the stories of people and who enjoys what he does. I think I love this new person. I really don’t like to say I am changing but I love to say that I am growing up. One thing about life is that we are forced to change by certain responsibilities. And we are never going to grow up if we stay afraid to step forward. I still believe that I have to explore a lot about this world and I have to learn more than what I find in books. For the coming days I am happy to be a person who would love to live in a book and to walk out and try to explore something new.


“Wake up!” But, I was unable;
felt like I am getting smaller.
My whole life was shrinking and shrinking,
It slowly condensed in my room…

When I could fit inside my cupboard,
slowly my head started to grow…
It grew and grew and my body lost balance.
So heavy! it rested on the floor.

When the last tear drained out,
it was dark and I closed my eyes.
I was thrown to a memory in which
I had a head that my body can balance.

It reminded many days and nights,
I cracked every question with the head I am bearing.
With all my force, I pushed my head into shape;
to meet a dawn I walk on my own..!


Out Of The Line

It is always fine to stand out of the line. This is the real story of my life like many of you. May be you can relate to yourself.

When I look back into my past, I can see a totally different person from what I am today. I always used to believe that I had some major mental problem. I was very shy to talk. I was afraid to walk with a crowd. I had crazy dreams and weird choices very different from people around me. I had a very limited friends because I used to believe that I am very different. I wanted to be a hero but, I chose to  hide in my insecurity…

I always knew that I was different and that deserted me in many situations. When all the other boys loved bikes and cars, I used to love books, art and craft. I used to stay silent than fighting back in a situation. I simply heard all the bullying with a broken heart but, I never complained. Continue reading Out Of The Line


Hey Everyone,

Have you ever looked back in your past and felt like “what if I should not have done that!”? As a matter of fact I ask this question all the time and realize that I made myself a big fool to others. I am not just talking usual situations like you drink, drive and get arrested! I am talking about everything like you feel bad about a relationship or someone totally used you for a very long time etc. Anyway I am not here to share about the past and cry a river in this post. I am here to tell you how you move on from something that has been haunting you for months or years and about happiness it brings..!


The first big challenge is to conquer the depression. I feel that depression is like a parasite. It literally live on you and feed from you and slowly ruin you from the root. Continue reading MOVING ON…


Last night, tears lead me to sleep
In my sleep I had a dream
A dream of a cocoon and
I was inside that cocoon.

My yesterdays and tomorrows
converged into my dream
I was struggling inside that cocoon.
It was closed, dark and humid

As a worm transforms to a butterfly
I didn’t grow in that cocoon.
I was trapped inside it
It has no door to exit.

I waited long enough there
nobody saved me from there
I wept… I cried… and with a scream
I woke up from my dream.

I realized, that cocoon is my life
where I dream through my past and future.
Slowly I woke up from my bed
to search for an exit door..!