We always part with hopes of meeting again sometime, somewhere in this lifetime. That’s what keeps the bitterness of parting somewhat at bay. Of course it is never easy to say goodbye to near and dear ones. But parting with realisation of the fact that we shall never meet again is something entirely different. Generally, until it happens, we never really realise the intensity of the moment. We always have hopes alive in the deepest corners of our heart. We are a hopelessly hopeful race! Day after day we wake up in the morning hoping that it was just an awkward dream, we stay involved through the day hoping to hear that one call, that one soothing voice, we continuously keep looking back as we walk hoping to see that familiar smile behind, we return home hopefully hoping to see eternity behind the closed door. It’s only late at nights, as the world slips into deep slumber, that we realise what we have lost. A silent tear drops as if instantaneously and for once one doesn’t have the wi...
What is life without moments that take our breath away? Moments that make us laugh, make us cry? Moments that make life worth living? Travel is to the soul what food is to the body. Imagine a walk to a waterfall that makes you forget your worries. An azure Sky that urges you to embark on a soul-searching trip. Placid seas, lush-green mountains. Imagine heaven on earth. This blog is an effort to cling to such moments and transform them into words. Distinctiveness. Words. Life. Travel.