From The West Coast of India To The West Coast of USA, and then to the Mid-West, and then back to the Orient...
Walking In A Winter Wonderland...
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They say a Picture is worth a Thousand words. So this article would be worth atleast 6-7000 words. Let's see if they convey what I had to convey about the landscape when I was clicking these.
They were more of them. But only three since I became aware of, and understood my emotional self. So, I write about the three only. But I surely do not intend to be unfair to the 4 others, three of them whom I never got to know. The three I was fortunate to have the company of, for significant years of my life were Aaji, BaalMama and Vishnumama. Aaji, my paternal Grandmother, and Baalmama and Vishnumama were her brothers. What is so different about them? Why do I write about them? They were ordinary persons, like the most of us. What was extraordinary about them,however, was that they remained incorrigibly happy throughout their lives. They never read Dale Carnegie, nor Deepak Chopra. I do not think the decision to remain happy was a conscious one. It was probably a state of mind they were born with. A point well mentioned is the sibling bonding between them. It is perhaps the joyful and contented attitude which forged this. And the bond remained strong throughout their lifetimes. ...
At this moment of your life, you find yourself in a place, where you might or might not have visualised yourself in, some seasons ago. May be you planned to get here, may be you didn't. May be you wanted to be here, may be you didn't.. May be you do not like being here, or may be you do...! One year ago I came to this place called Concord. My first impression while in the taxi from the San Francisco Airport, was that I might not be too comfortable with this area. God knows why I felt it that way then. Could be because I was more comfortable with the country-look of Malvern. I sure was intimidated at first. But then I knew I had people here whom I knew well from my past. So, I felt comforted. The decision was taken to be here, for various reasons. I wanted this stopover in life to be reached. So this crossing is being made. We live at an apartment complex. The apartments are on a drive, which is covered by a canopy of the plentiful trees. The Drive makes for a nice walk. For the...
The Drive to La Crosse in the morning is a long one. It is also one of the most scenic drives that I have had to undertake till date. Driving along on the Interstate 90 this time of the year is like driving inside a picture postcard. The landscape is blanketed in snow, and radiates a stark, yet bright and unblemished beauty. Charming villages with happily snow covered roofs roll by. For a change, I can enjoy this beauty without fear of the moment passing away, as I know I will be back the next morning or the like. What makes this morning drive exquisite is the direction that I drive on the I-90 early in the morning. East. The Sunrise over such a wonderfully picturesque landscape is such a treat. Each morning when I start the drive after 6.30, I see a uniquely magnificent vista. Each day, the fresh cloud formations ensure I see a differently splendorous panorama. The sky splashes itself with joy at first hint that the sun is beginning its rise in a while. The glorious hues that the sky ...
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