Neo Imaginations

Nothing fascinates me more than traveling. Making journeys is all that keeps me going. If i don't travel i start complaining. The Shamans knew the magic of making journeys all through their life.The pleasure they derived out of it was so eccentric that even people with very opulent lifestyle chose to mimic that art of being secretly nomads in disguise to have sips of the euphoric pleasure Shamans derived. Whenever I am under stress or clueless about life, I take it as an excuse to pack bags and travel to places i have only heard about. And on those boulevard of unknown streets I find the most apt answers of my life. I get the clarity of virtual vision. I think when you stick to a place for too long the problems of the place becomes a problem with in yourself. Travelling solves a lot of issues pertaining to psychological origin. It is meditative for me and for many on the sphere. But this approach to travelling only suits me and a very few like minded friends of mine. I ca...

AmbiPur "My Aromatic Affairs"  is a poem  dedicated to my nostalgic memories associated with  smells, fragrances and aromas that I grew up with at home. There are some coveted ones i cannot recreate but the longingness still fills the void of their absence. My Aromatic Affairs Months piled together for the years to fold Those memories now, seem just a day old. When aroma of mom s morning tea urged to quit the bed and stand bold. The morning breakfast that began the days was a mix of love and nutrition in a way. But the smell of curry leaves and sputtering mustard , still reminds me of those nostalgic days.  Ending of annual exams brought smile with vacations to unwind for a while. The smell of fresh printed  pages of new textbooks , was like a cologne on a free trial. The cacophony of friends in the hall eagerly waiting to feast and hog. The aroma of Ammi's Eid Biriyani reaching neighbors, crossing the walls. Time then pace...

Thank you Ambi Pur for giving me an opportunity to share an eternal road trip of my life. Teach India campaign by Times of India Group gave a blissful opportunity to many middle class educated people to realise their dream of teaching the underprivileged. We are born and then brought up by parents with elaborated educational degrees to grab the best jobs of the world. Eventually when we start earning handsome salaries we realise the importance of education and also the hidden reason why our parents sacrificed their happiness and murdered many of our own happiness in dictating and stressing upon the importance of Education. Not even a year at job and you come to a position where you can apply for a car loan with an EMI that is more than twice the monthly salary of a labourer. Then surely education proves it mettle. As I was working with a firm that was located at a remote corner of Rajasthan State I could not get connected with the campaign through the designated NGOs. B...