भरोसा है खुदी पर, नाखुदा की इल्तिजा कैसी,
मेरी कश्ती ही साहिल है, मेरी कश्ती में साहिल है।
– Daag Dehlvi
Just in case you missed on the first time, look at the picture again and you will see two people walking down the road.
This picture always reminds me about how we should always keep on going even after reaching some milestone or achieving something. That’s the way life is. Keep walking. Keep searching.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep.But I have promises to keep,And miles to go before I sleep,– Robert Frost
This weeks photo challenge in wordpress is Foreign. I am taking a little liberty this time in my interpretation of the same and posting a photo which is little different than what I post regularly here. I have edited the image in Picasa, I was not really sure what I wanted to do with this photograph but in the end after some wild experiments, I ended up with the photograph which looks like this.
I like this picture for its unusual tone and different feel, which is more like a painting. Also, posting here few lines from my friend which I think suits this picture…
फलक ने की थी अदा परवाज़ जिनको,
वोह आशियाँ की चाहत में कर चलें अपने परों का सौदा |
– Rama Singh
Posting photos for the weekly photo challenge theme Happy. I know its little late but better late than never.
For last couple of weekends I have been travelling around Lonavala (near Mumbai) and western ghats region for personal work. I have always loved road journeys and never miss out on enjoying any road trip. The climate in the areas which I just mentioned around this time is absolutely beautiful as the monsoon is preparing to shut the shop for the season. The drive in the monsoon around these areas is absolute delight for person like me. The natural beauty and local people you meet around here will fill your heart with joy.
Posting some of the clicks from last couple of weeks travelling.
P.S. Barring couple of photographs, all are taken from my cell phone camera.
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
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