This was a hot but lovely evening and I happened to be at India Gate, New Delhi. India Gate happens to be surrounded by lawns and people come there and look at the majestic figure of war, struggle, freedom, sacrifice which India of course is.
On this evening, I did the same and instagramed about it as well earlier
I saw some hawkers running with their material while looking behind occasionally as if somebody was following them. Some of them even entered into the water body and hid their wares in water. Looking at them, it certainly became a matter of amusement and I could not help it but ask.
It turned out local municipal corporation people were confiscating their stuff so that they could not sell it there as they were not allowed to use the site for the purpose. These were the people who made their living by doing these odd jobs and selling food, snacks & knick knack at this kind of busy places.
Indeed they were doing it illegally but authorities were not giving a solution but mere a scare. One of hawker shared,”looks like their salaries are delayed and they want some money, as usual”
Life just took a deep sigh and moved on.
Tonight India & Pakistan are playing one day international cricket match between them in England and excitement in these two country is palpable. One can go anywhere and every where in restaurants to pubs to clubs and one is thing is playing on almost all the screens. The cricket game. Many people have gone to the extent of taking flights to England just to watch the match.
So as a traveller, how likely it is for you to spend on a costly flight ticket for a game of say tournament. I read a lot about soccer or football love of people and how many of the fan clubs travel with their teams unofficially mostly pooling their own money many times to support their favourite teams and to cheer for them.
The world cups of soccer are madness and then there are series like European Premier League etc. Tennis is huge game in many country and people follow Wimbledon, US Open, Australian Open, French Open on a scale and enthusiasm unimaginable for many other. Polo, Golf, F1 Moto GP are other few games garnering fame, money and eyeball around the world at some scale of other.
However, which game we could say is biggest travel motivator? It seems football/ Soccer will beat any game hands down for top spot mobilising 100+ countries to compete for coveted trophy and mobilising people as well to travel and go around the place.
It would be good to hear from any of you to hear about your travel story motivated by sports in particular, however, for now let’s see the Cricket Match. #Ind v/s #Pak. #ChampiansTrophy #Edgbaston #England #Cricket #Game
55 Fiction. One example of drabble is 55 Fiction, which is a form of micro-fiction that refers to the works of fiction that are either limited to a maximum of 55 words or have a requirement of exactly 55 words.
Their eyes met.
He almost murmured hesitantly,”is this seat taken?”
“I hope not” She replied smiling . To start a conversation which went on …
It is sad, really sad to see, we get hurt & don’t learn.
I don’t watch, read, hear news by any direct means. I used to be news hogger but then I realised it all in vain. However I get to know things in this high tech – high speed times by people anyway. In my Facebook feed, over heard while travelling, as part of conversation from somebody, major events anyway come to my notice as I heard about #Manchester #tragedy and then could not help but google it and checked on people who I know in Manchester & UK mostly.
So there is continues new report flooding and suggesting it was a #suicide #attack means somebody set him/her/them selves off the bomb, so they can killed few innocents. Its tragic & sad that innocent people are dead but do we learn? Are not we, as human race, self destructive mode?
Asato Maa Sad Gamay
Tamaso Maa Jyotir Gamay
Mrityor Maa Amritam Gamay
How scared are you of being penniless? how important is money for you as a traveller? Now a days web is ripe with stories of people who claim that “money is not necessary for travelling but the will power to do so” Do you think so? If one travels without money, how do you pay your meals? ( forget about flights) Don’t you have to think twice or hundred times to how would you go from point A to point B because only comfortable and convenient way is expensive? or is it okay to be dependent of mercy of people? What would you think of somebody doing the same? beggar? That’s not so nice I guess!!
In conversation with another backpacker it came out that he was being served a free pizza by known cafe of us and for some reason and he was damn happy about it. He could not stop grinning and I asked, him being a european, it was just a pizza! what’s the big deal man? And he came out emotionally, “You don’t know value of a free pizza for a backpacker of 1.5years”.
Intrigued, I was all ears and he obliged telling me, it is not as it looks like for every person from EU, in fact in many ways this is good time to be in South East Asia at large and India in particular. Cost of living, ratio of quality of life to cost of living, quality of people, society, food. Top of that who does not like a free pizza. 🙂 He kept going on and on for some time. We moved on after that ….
But the thought stuck to my mind and I come out here to ask you, what do you think?!
Transit is way of life – a permanent one
Last time I wrote about Manali it actually wanted to write about Laddakh & Leh. Thinking about Manali makes me emotional I guess. Last time I went to Manali was for Cycling with in Manali and Manali was the base camp, however this time it was just transit, I had to reach Leh for another cycling expedition and I stayed in Manali for less then 24 hours.
The time one spends on #the #MALLROAD can give you an experience in itself and lessons as well. Talking about Mall Road, it has become fashionable name as most famous hill station has a Mall Road of their own. The trend originally started in Shimla and due to popularity of the road other towns in Himalayan region got one main road with same name.
During those hours, by the way hawkers approached tourist, I realised few things like:
Indian Men need “Shilajit” or Desi version of viagra
Indian Men definitely need this thing if they are with a girl roaming about Mall Road
Everybody must eat & shop
Consistent pestering of hawkers can be as irritating & tiring as dogs are for monkeys.
Passing time and observing around I happen to encounter couple of people playing musical instruments on road (which is not allow anymore for reasons best understood by Manali Police). Music was amazing and I stood there listening to them and in some time crowd gathered for the same. They kept playing & people kept listening peacefully. That was one of most peaceful road concert I have ever been part of.
I had made a mistake however which was to eat a sumptuous dinner and I was unaware to how was it a mistake till I boarded the mini bus that night round 2am for Leh. I threw each and every drop/morsel of fluid I might have had in my stomach in next few hours.
This visit made me see Manali I did not see last time, The one which tourist see as introduction, the one which makes you eat “softy” & buy “Shilajeet”. The one which is like a mini carnival with all the colors scattered around. The one which is selling itself to survive that season. The one which sees much more Indian crowd then otherwise.
I bade my good bye for this one that night…. and boarded the bus for Leh.
#Brigde #rustic #himalayas #mountain #cycling #light #love #life #BRO #Laddakh #India #GoExtraordinary! @royalcaribbeanuk
These two words are quite interesting individually and gives birth to heady cocktail when mixed as there numerous possibilities comes on picture when one think of these two together. Travel. Relationship.
We will talk about all the possibilities and to begin with we will put possibilities here. So here you go
Relationship with places
Relationship within your mind & heart
Relationship with Travel things
(That T-shirt is forever)
Relationship between travel companion(s)
Relationship with means of travel
Relationship with passerby
Travel & Relationship also bring me to, travelling with relationship(s) and how they evolve with that but that for some other day!
There might be many more which I missed, You are welcome to add them! we will go through each of them in future..!
This post started as “#ME & #Laddakh” but developed itself rather like “#ME & #Manali” and I had to change the title as well
It can never have a perfect start or end or enough of words when I write of #Laddakh because everything fall short for the #Laddakh. I run out of all tangible thing as I am flooded with………..this post would continue later…for now please keep on reading about #Manali
It started long back when I visited first ever time to Manali and when you are in #Manali you see every day some of groups leaving for Leh and some of them coming back. People talking about which mountain pass is open or not. There are road signs indicating just that. Whole atmosphere is like a transit camp, which is full of life and anticipation. Like any other transit camps, there are unofficially defined zones for everything. Everything one might want to do to have fun and enjoyment, cafes, hostels, smoke zones, #hash-zones , grass/weed zones, some might like to argue that whole Manali is that only however it is largely divided in terms of type of people populating and hanging about that place e.g. Old Manali is den of foreign nationals and famously second home to Israeli people who come after their military service.
But I did not see any of it.
When I first visited #Manali, it was through the eyes of a cycling expedition and my exposure to real #Manali was as limited as it could be, however, I felt I needed to come back. As Soon As Possible.
First time ever, I was cycling in #Manali and visited all the places one supposed to be visited like #Hidimba Temple, #Manu Temple, #Vashishth #HotSpring, #Naggar Castle etc. and the highlight of whole time was not these place but the routes to go there which we covered by cycling.
Every day was marked with scenic beauty of #pine and air filled with fragrance of mountain flora and fauna. Body filled with strain of #cycling and #heart filled with #joy. It was a different experience and I did not know about it. I did not know I was not looking at Manali with a tourist point of view but a cyclist view.
In later years, I went Manali for different purposes and got chance explore the place from different angles and god it was fun every way I tried but most of all it was a relief from summer heat of northern Indian plains in lap of #Himalayas. While one can feel the transit every day. Transit because #Leh felt like home later and by road Manali to Leh highway is the one of three way to reach Leh.
Manali became and hopefully be my favourite transit camp. More about Manali some other day!