Using this poem from movie Udaan again to express the idea and thought behind the picture.
छोटी छोटी चित्रायी यादें
बिछी हुई है लम्हों की lawn पर
नन्गे पाओ उन पर चलते चलते
इतनी दूर चले आये
की अब भूल गए है जूते कहा उतारे थे !!
एडी कोमल थी जब आये थे
थोड़ी सी नाज़ुक है अब भी
और नाज़ुक ही रहेगी
इन खट्टी मीठी यादों की शरारत
जब तक इन्हें गुदगुदाती रहे !!
सच, भूल गए है
की जूते कहा उतारे थे
पर लगता है अब उनकी जरुरत नहीं !!
The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2012 annual report for this blog.
Here’s an excerpt:
600 people reached the top of Mt. Everest in 2012. This blog got about 4,900 views in 2012. If every person who reached the top of Mt. Everest viewed this blog, it would have taken 8 years to get that many views.
In 2012, there were 58 new posts, not bad for the first year! There were 351 pictures uploaded, taking up a total of 175 MB. That’s about 7 pictures per week.
The busiest day of the year was August 24th with128 views. The most popular post that day was Postcards from Haridwar
This weeks wordpress weekly photo challenge is Mine. I am posting here one of the indoor clicks which I took some time ago while reading a book.
Books and the whole experience of reading is an symbol of solitude for me. And the experience is what I truly cherish. I am very possessive about my books and share a very special relationship with all the books I read. Since the beginning when I started reading books I have habit of marking and noting down views and my comments in the margins of the book and by the time I finish a book its all the more important for me. I rarely share my books.
Isn’t it odd how much fatter a book gets when you’ve read it several times?” Mo had said…”As if something were left between the pages every time you read it. Feelings, thoughts, sounds, smells…and then, when you look at the book again many years later, you find yourself there, too, a slightly younger self, slightly different, as if the book had preserved you like a pressed flower…both strange and familiar.
– Cornelia Funke
I believe in life, I believe in karma, I believe in death.
Everything else is in between these. Free spirit to me is being free of bondage’s and dogma’s. Free of notions that limit our reach, free of beliefs and practices that blind our vision.
This is my interpretation of this weeks photo challenge theme “Free Spirit”. This being first entry in the theme, I am not sure about the general protocol of the challenge but whatever I have known and read in the blog, I hope this is fine.