WALK THROUGH WILDERNESSS..

WALK THROUGH WILDERNESSS..

 

Last week it was fun traveling RAJGIR..

Little did I realize that the place where I was headed to would be so picturesque!

People often share their experiences of visiting various hill stations but seldom do we enjoy the beauty of foothills and the nearby plains.

A hill station is a perfect place to unwind as it provides ample solace, quietude and takes you closer to nature. Out there, the stars appear closer and the moon remains happily perched over your shoulders. Dawn breaks and somewhere in the hills, an orange ball begins to rise. Imagine walking slowly on a beaten track over the slopes, covered with shrubs and dried leaves. The whistling wind clears your path, blows little spec of dust on your shoes and the dead leaves whisper loudly. Thick yellow rays pass through the branches and lit your path. In the next moment, the sun plays hide and seek with the trees.

You slowly wade through the misty clouds, serene, salubrious weather, and pollution free atmosphere. Almost every hill station boasts of quaint shops, gabled houses embellished with wooden decors and brightly coloured sloping roofs with dish antennas. Once in a while you come across charming facades, immaculately painted picket fences surrounding dark colonial stone structures overlooking courtyards, neat little orchards with cleverly laid driveway made from broken bricks, pebbles and gravel.

You stroll further and end up at a turn that offers a breathtaking view. The joy of watching the ground below and the splendid panorama in front is simply unbelievable. You feel rejuvenated and for a moment forget the regular grind of drudged city life. Every object in distance appears smaller and   zigzagging across valleys and intersecting the lush green plains. Suddenly the plains look more attractive and alluring.

The 50 minutes drive from Chandi takes you through Rajgir via Biharsharif and the famous badi and choti pahari in Biharsharif. The road is surrounded by lush green meadows, maize and wheat fields. The vehicle stops and with it also the clock, making way for the cattle to majestically cross the street. You can see the hand pumps fixed near the plastered brick water tanks. You see men toiling in the fields behind, women carrying water and children sometimes waving and running on the street. Small garages and shops on the road display various wares. The biggest shop in every village is liquor and wine theka (shop) and these shops are well decorated. There are separate shops for country (Tharra – local brew) and Angreji (foreign or branded) liquor.

There are tiny Dhaba’s (food joint) with enviable parking space.

The entire stretch is full of potholes, ditches and craters bigger than those found on the moon. Don’t be surprised if you experience therapeutic manipulations in the car or bus.

Everyday almost hundreds of vehicles ply on this road and yet no one seems to be bothered to repair the road. The road from Biharsharif is long and little better.

Throughout the journey, you see magnificent contours

Several brick kilns greet you

Every chimney indicates the religion of the owner as it displays Hindu and Sikh religious symbols with pride. I was glad to find the end product i.e. the bricks similar. The place is abuzz with excavation and construction activities.

As soonn as you reach the top hill you can hear the birds mellifluously singing.

Few moments later you begin to enjoy the sound of silence. A cool breeze caresses your face and your hair gently jives in rhythm. The pine–scent gets thicker and everything around you appears brown, dark brown, green and dark green.Near the sloping edges, you could distinctly see several dusty paths in various directions.my journey to Rajgir was awesome and nonetheless  ever forgettable....

Laxmi Narayan temple

Rajgir Rope way

Son Bhandar Caves..

Son Bhandar Caves sculpture

Ancient pit for ritual..

shrine area

son bhadra's cave's inside view..

Hot Springs..

Japanese temple..

Son Bhandar Caves  sculpture side view..

World Peace Stupa..

Son Bhadra wall sculpture with missing ganesha imprint..

Rock Embedded Sculpture..

Ajatasatru Fort Wall

Venuvan park 

Y DO I DO THIS.????

Why do i do this often use to ask?
Why waste time don't have better task.
This is not only me but what most of us do.
Sneaking into our pains we went through.
Why she left me why did i failed.?
Can such remembrances reverse the time we sailed.?
Ups and downs comes in life with all new sights.
Nothing awaits,life moves on as a trickling flask.
Why do i do this often use to ask?
Precursor of heart breaks,all set backs.
Must come in life to teach us the value of relation packs.
We never can tell how close one are.
It may be near when it so far.
We curse our destiny for all went wrong .
Though we never praise on,the time in our song,
We depend on journey of faith with a topical mask.
Why do i do this often use to ask.????

ANCESTRAL QUESTS..

It doesn't even matters how hard they try,
True love wins over all hue and cry,
you,we,I but love never die,
Console the immense it's not a pie,
weed we think in the plough of fields
devoid of nurture though it yields,
Only those can taste who have got it's depth,
sour it seems whose heart never have been theft,
Why they try though know its a waste
their efforts can't make any Quest
For them we are perverted brats,lost in their ways,
but a bliss! we find extreme pleasure as such they say,
people judge a meager as we all know,
still they don't want to see the truth of major class though
talking of them a life is a corollary,one shouldn't attempt any change,
But they have got no clue of the outcome,when the inner fire is exchanged.
for us better be an entrepreneur than social self imposed and shy.
Because the ancestral trace versus love is never gonna tie..

THE NIGHT WE MEET..

Gloomy was the nigth with moon so brigth.
like a siver plate,cynosure of sight,
the moon came in it's chariot of heart,
it was then i met my little sweet heart
this the most loving gift that god has made
whose embracing colours will never fade,
everything seemed bright ad clear
as the sun in the midst of the year
the night was cold and bitter
my mid howled ad the stars glittered
with twinkle in her eyes,she was saying in pride,
her words were enough to batter away the cold in stride
i wanted the moment shall never go away
suppose to persue the time to still for this gay.
the silver tit of clouds of doubts
i felt,the world with her,had she stuck me out
decades to go,wishes together we can see
but the best is yet to be..

DeSpErAtE LiFe..

One's deparate life needs to take a break.

who knows our speed up life ,will take us to which track,
living on hope to live in certainity,
in between,our promises hive in dignity.
when i remind myself of those moments,
it always ashtonishes me for heavenly abode
but are only a few in my life to adore.
not till day they'll ever come again
they urge me seek solace.
though i took all alone in life's race
to sense the feeling of gratitude
'cause it is all due to her..
i still remember those in solitude
no matter i am bereft of her..
succumbed of all desparations
one thing i forget never she is the only i don't wat to miss ever.
who gave me all
yes the precoius ones....
whatever is to happen shall happen
one who comes have to die
that's the ultimate truth beyond every lie.
immortal is my feeligs , may not be I

feelings I persued will always keep her alive..

DELIMMA OF LIFE..

Every day i don't want to open my eyes......just want to remember d sweet moments i spent ever in my lyf time.....& want to dwell those moments again.....but every dawn bring froth a new day either we want or not......something inevitable,something good or great.........everyday brings change......in degrees though.....& we accept it.... rediscover our compassion from various things in our lyf

FACTS ABOUTS VALENTINE'S DAY..

* February 14th was the date of the Roman festival of Lupercalia - where young men held a lottery to decide which girl would be theirs.
 

    * During Medieval times, girls ate unusual foods on St. Valentine's Day to have a dream of their future husband.
 

    * In the middle Ages, people believed that the first unmarried person of the opposite sex you met on the morning of St. Valentine's Day would become your spouse.
 

    * In the middle of the 17th century even married people took a Valentine - not always their legal other half!
 

    * Alexander Graham Bell applied for his patent on the telephone, on the Valentine's Day, 1876.
 

    * In Wales, love spoons of wood were carved and given as gifts on February 14th. Hearts, keys and keyholes formed the favorite theme of decorations on the spoons, which together symbolized- "You unlock my heart!"
 

    * It wasn't until 1537 that St. Valentine's Day was declared an official holiday. England's King Henry VIII declared February 14th a holiday in 1537 for the first time.
 

    * On February 14, 1779, the natives of Hawaii murdered Captain James Cook the great English explorer and navigator.
 

    * Some people believed that if a woman saw a robin-flying overhead on Valentine's Day, it meant she would marry a sailor and if she saw a sparrow, she would marry a poor man and be very happy. If she saw a goldfinch, she would marry a very rich person.
 

    * The Taj Mahal at Agra, India is perhaps the most splendid gift of love. It was built by the Mughal Emperor Shah Jahan in memory of his beautiful wife, Mumtaz Mahal. Work on the Taj began in 1634 and continued for almost 22 years. It took the labor of 20,000 workers from all over India and Central Asia.
 

    * In England, the Romans, who had taken over the country, had introduced a pagan fertility festival held every February 14. After the Romans left England, Pope Gelsius, who established St. Valentine's Day as a celebration of love in 496 A.D abolished the pagan ritual.
Today a young man with love in his heart might be more likely to tweet the object of his affection than to buy a paper Valentine