Travelogue of an Itinerant Mind

“Enervating” is an adjective, which I think, will aptly describe my parikrama around the Goverdhan Hill on the eve of Janmastami. I have trekked 36 kms in 30 hrs (to Gomukh from Gangotri & back), cycled 22kms in 40 minutes (ring road of Rourkela) but never ever I experienced this type of physical exhaustion like I did yesterday. But I must say it was worth going. When Datta asked me on Saturday afternoon if I were interested in coming for Parikrama, “Yes” was my immediate reply. I was more excited about the adventure part rather than the spiritual part. Although the old cliché says that “Two is a company and three is a crowd” I asked Praveen if wanted to come. Surprisingly he replied in the affirmative. So the regular Sunday Cricket match of our department was cancelled with immediate effect and was communicated to concerned persons. After dinner, we started out around 8.30pm from Refinery Township. Datta was in his own bike while I rode pillion to Praveen’s. It was the very first ...

A man (I hope woman too), would do anything to kill TIME (“SOLITUDE” will be more appropriate in my case). Though writing was never my hobby, I was inspired by the recent craze about blogging. Especially after some famous movie celebrities decided to go public with their personal lives and our media person were quick to seize the opportunity to earn some quick bucks by publishing the details. Although I do not blame them (after all it’s their bread and butter), they could divert their energy and tremendous potential to more constructive causes. India as a country has enough problem to worry about then to think over Mr. Bacchhan’s lost baggage or his war of words with Mr.Sinha. Coming back to my writing…should I say typing (I hardly use a pen these days)...I thought over it many times before...even during college days. One of my aunts had also suggested me to write down thoughts in case I feel lonely. But I was lazy enough to never attempt writing (now onwards consider writing and typin...