It’s so hard to explain. For centuries people have tried to know what lies on the other side and no one has a definite answer. It’s the one thing in life that is inevitable. There is no escape from it. It can be painful or just peaceful. But then again that is from the onlookers perspective no one knows what the dying person actually when through.

India is a country built on diversity. No country compares to its diversity, whether it is the terrain, people or culture. No matter which part of India you go to, you will find variety. The plains in the center; green forests, back waters, humid marshy swamps, rolling beaches in the south; green and desert mountains in the north; the desert in the west and the green undulating mountains in the east. This is variety found no where else. People differ across in looks and lifestyle. Culture is varied across the country. So diverse, so colourful, just so beautiful.

A friend sent me the link to this video… Nice stuff… Has a background song and some really nice pictures… Am posting the lyrics here…
The link – http://www.thepowerofmywaymovie.com/

All these years for New Years I’ve been home spending it with family and friends at home, this year a week before New Years when Sam called and asked what I was doing on New Years eve, I said nothing, coz I had no plans. Sam said some of the boys were headed to Tusker Valley and if I was interested to give Santosh a call.

Was talking to an aunt of my the other day. While talking about everything under the sun we got to volunteer work and she was telling me about some of the work she had done in college. She told me an interesting story and well its quite something so decided to put it up here.

Some time back Paro had asked Subroto to write a piece for her friend on the topic ‘The Impact of Homosexual Siberian Cockroaches on Indian Economy’. He did and I was in splits after reading it. So here it is for all to enjoy…

**** All opinions expressed are my own and no offence is meant to anyone. If you still wanna take offence, well good for you :) ****

The bullet started in 3 kicks yesterday, forgot to close choke then and so she got rich and then didn’t start once we reached the petrol pump. But thankfully wasn’t embarassing coz even the pump guys had to kick quite a bit before she started. And I was proud of the fact that I recognised the problem. :)

Ever felt you don’t belong… doesn’t matter where, its just I don’t belong…
Had gone home yesterday to spent that night at Mom’s place. Felt so distant, as if am in some strange place. It didn’t feel like home. It should have, after all its my Mom’s place, the house I grew up in, so many memories and I was feeling so detached. Sleep eluded me the way it does in new places. Felt so out of place. Just wanted to go home.
But then where I live isn’t home either. Its just a house I go to to sleep and rest.
This isn’t the first time I felt this way, its happened before a lot of times just that I never thought about it.
The times I met someone and felt out of place, the times with friends I have questioned what the heck was I doing there. Innumerable instances of just feeling all alone in a crowd. When everything seems so distant or its just you being distanced from it all.
Like your a third person in the entire drama of things. A silence spectator while the play unfolds.
And am left with questions – who am I? where do I belong?
Do I even belong…