The Third : Crossing Chola Pass A Giving Like This An Altering Journey A Kiddish Love Despair And A Wish Nadi Express Why Do I Trek? Blindfolded, Backwards
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Travel Learnings

185 days of travelling in 2016 took me to various places and brought learnings that were well embraced. People, places, journeys, destinations, and conversations alike, all had an underlying message waiting to be conceived. At times they are to be found, but mostly they just effortlessly crawl in to your mind and sit in your marrow as a discipline forever. Excerpts of some of the long-lasting learnings are here, only for others to learn from

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Irony Of Our Identity

We are born, and then we die, and whatever we make of ourselves between these two points is what our identity should ideally be. Minus our deeds, other identity we have is our name, rather it’s the bigger one between the two. Simply put, not everyone would know of our deeds but would definitely know our name to create a recall. And isn’t it how we introduce ourselves to someone? It’s such an important entity.

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Lucky Star

I was looking at the stars Trying to find a constellation Connecting them big dots Searching for my lost generations Suddenly I found the Big Bear Felt you sitting so near It was you, I could see you so clear My affair was captured in that rolling tear Overwhelmed with joy my heart just burst Ran everywhere yelling ‘Look look, it’s her’ ‘Isn’t she beautiful, I’m in awe, she’s my girl’ Shining bright like the

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Why Travel Alone

‘If you ain’t found something to die for you never lived’ – Akala. (Martin Luther King Jr.’s quote’s rendition) I’m lucky to have found not only what I’d like to live for, also how I’d like to die. Travelling it is, the biggest virtue of life. And the best way to enjoy this journey is just the way nature decided our arrival into and departure from this world – alone. Some believe what’s normal is usually

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A Sommelier Flies

On my 50 Before 50 list sits an ambitious task of completing the coveted P3/APPI Certification course in Paragliding. Recently, I finished my initial seven days course and graduated the P2 Open Sky Pilot program with Temple Pilots. And what an experience it was. Efficient, experienced, and uber-cool instructors, carrying inevitable passion towards the joy of flying and seeing others fly, an awesome gathering of people from different walks of lives with amazing tales to

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Maa

All this while, I’ve been vocal about my relationship with my father and how he was my pillar of strength. His passing away has affected me deeply and it shows, be it in Irony Meets Reality, Principles, or Obituary. However, my last trek to Kanchenjunga National Park in Sikkim brought a new line of thought. It evoked a realisation strong enough to be worded and voiced. My family is, and has been, the most important part

Humility

Apologise

If there is one attribute in us Indians that I passionately disregard and condemn is that of not apologising. It’s not something that has been injected into us. An inherent part of our daily lives is to make mistakes, but to accept having made them doesn’t come naturally. This failure thereby justifies ourselves denying the most logical next move of humbly apologising. There’s a much deeper impact it causes than mere voicing the precious five

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The Year of Chasing UNESCO Sites

At the start of this year, I took upon myself a task, a list, a plan. India is blessed with 35 UNESCO World Heritage Sites, which individually adds up to a big 50, dotting over various states in all directions. It was an impressive list to try and travel my way through. Not just educating and thought-provoking at times, it has made me see and learn about my nation, its culture, heritage, and history in

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Humanity Instilled

Sometimes certain things happen that put you in the thinking chair for long. One such incident happened this Diwali in Ooty. In October-end, as a part of my backpack trip to Orissa and Tamil Nadu, I was on a train from Bhubaneswar to Chennai. Not only was it already running late when I boarded, but by the end of its run, it was at a seven hours delay. Aboard, comfy on my 3AC side-upper berth,

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A Learning From Jodhpur

I’m unsure if this qualifies as a travel tale or as introspection while on-the-go. Nonetheless, it’s valuable enough to be recorded. I return to Jodhpur this November after nearly a decade after completing my Hotel Management graduation in 2007. Excitement was obvious not only to see the city in a new light, but also to see my cousin brother, Major Ashish Dwivedi, and his newly married wife. Just a day prior I learnt that he