Hectic journey full of fun !!

2006 has been an amazing year for me in terms of travelling. I love traveling and I got to do it a lot this year. I had gone to Pune-Mahabaleshwar in Feb (with my half-healed foot :p) , to the short and sweet trip to talakad, to hyderabad and shegaon in June-july. And then this, the mother of all trips !!

Left Bangalore on December 22nd by flight, to Ahemdabad. Stayed with Dad's friend, his coursemate from Airforce. They were such warm people, was great spending a day with them. Their daughter is just a couple of years older than me, and noone would believe, SHE HAS STARTED A BUSINESS ON HER OWN !! Advertising, event management and stuff. She was too good, so down to earth and energetic. Her mom has also started something on her own, a coaching academy for entrance exams and stuff. Just meeting them was a great experience :) We saw Akshardham in Gandhinagar. That was an experience which cant be described in words. Beautiful, serene, informational. In short, an eye- opener !

That night we left for Dwaraka, Shri Krishna ki nagari !! We went in a sleeper coach. A bus with sleeper like seats. Was too cool, sleeping comfortably in a moving bus. What made it better was Gujrat's roads. Tooootally amazing !!
In dwarka, we didnt get a nice place to stay, so we went to a guest house and just took a room for an hr for freshening up. Kept our luggage there, and went to the temple. Thats also a nice temple. But ppl out there are crazy. They keep shoving and punching in the queue. In the beginning I was quiet, thought 'Y should i fight in a temple'!! But then it got out of control, then i totally blasted ladies around me. "Kya amma line mein kyun nahi aate aap?? Hum bhi to ek ghante se khade hain !!" Was fun though :p :D

We went to one of the Dwadash (twelve) Jyotirlingas too. It is right there in Dwarka. Wasnt that nice, cos they have rebuilt the temple recently, it doesnt have the granduer of the olden days architecture.

Right, so in the afternoon of 24th we left for Somnath, there is another jyotirlinga there. For ppl who dont know, this temple has been destructed and looted some 16-17 times before independence. By britishers, mougols and all. Then Sardar VallabhBhai Patel, started the work of its reconstruction !!
Love to hear these stories !! A shiver of patriotism runs through my body :)

The temple at Somnath was beautiful. There was a huge crowd there too, but ppl were a little more disciplined. Didnt have to shout at any old ladies :D Its situated at the beach, at the shore of the Arabian sea. After we finished darshan at around 7 in the morning, we came out and by then the sun was rising in the horizon. The view of the sea was the most lovely sight I've seen in ages!!

Then of course, i went and played in the water for sometime. My dad hates the sea, so we couldnt leave him sulking alone on the beach for too long. Instead we came out of the water and sulked !! I took a camel ride too.

Then we went to the raliway station, and took a train for a twelve hrs journey to Godhra, my mom's brother lives there. We were there for a couple of days. We visited the Sardar Sarvar Dam, of the "Narmada bachao andolan " fame. Was a nice experience. We did boating in the Sarovar. And yes, my Mama works in the Railways, he showed us the burnt up coaches of the sabarmati express. Horrid sight !! Cant say anything more !!

Then finally on 28th morning we reached Indore. The place everyone thinks i live and die for (which is half true :D ) There it was a regular routine- chatting with nana-nani, go shopping, meet relatives etc etc. Went to a new mall called Treasure Island with cousins. They made me spend royally on them, on bowling, clothes, pizzas and more. But was fun :D !! Goley cant stay away from pizzas and bowling :D !!

We reached Mumbai last night. Took a day's halt to meet Dad's ailing aunt. Roamed around today meeting lots of relatives. Just about managed to catch the flight back to Bangalore !! And back here at 7.00 PM on December 31st, to welcome the 2007 at "Home Sweet Home" :)

One important observation. In this past week I have traveled in all kinds of transports. Lemme list them

Airplane,
Boat,
Train (Including Mumbai's local), 

Camel :D, 

Tonga,
Bus (Sleeper bus, regular ksrtc kinda bus, mini bus and city bus of indore)
Autorikshaw, 

Our famous Tempo in indore, 

Car (Omni and Maruti 800)

Hoping to spend another great year of my life with my lovely family and friends !!

WELCOME 2007 !!

Tough spot

Sometimes you are at a tough spot. Can't go this way or that. Something like a cockroach on its back :D

Mind

Sometimes our mind is on the verge of screaming out "y am part of u, wanna get out of here". It is anxious, sad, confused all at the same time.
Doing the application thingy, makes me scared.. wat if no univ sends me an admit, wat if nobody wants me, wat if nobody cares..

Somehow find this very funny !!

The masochist begs "Hit me", The sadist smiles and says "I won't " .

A woman

Read this somewhere:

"Be very careful if you make a woman Cry, because God counts her tears "

The woman came out of a man's rib. Not from his feet to be Walked on.

Not from his head to be superior, but From the side to be equal.

Under the arm to be Protected, and next to the heart to be loved."

Morning Blues

Was thinking today morning, when did I become so frank and blunt?? When did I learn how to handle people?? Not claiming I do that well, everyone has their own way of handling ppl. When did I develop my own way of doing that??

Answer came to me really fast : Sometime around 9th Standard, when I was 13. Thats when my sis left my school, leaving me alone to fight the world. Before that for all of my 13 years i would run to her for every little problem. But as she joined another school I became more independent and learnt to live with it.

In nutshell : I learnt much with her, But more without her !!

My first blog !!

Never thought I would create a blog. Seen my sis writing a diary all her life. Couldnt get myself to do it, ever. But then, a blog is an e-diary, isnt it?? So here i am writing the first page of my diary :)

Why Soliloquy: I talk to myself a lot. Encourage myself, scold myself, praise myself, debate with myself. I am my best friend. Its good, bad or wierd, dunno!!

But then, I'm so used to talking all the time, what do i do when i'm alone, I gotta talk to somebody :D