08 Aug

Some evenings in Paris..

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..we walked through the Latin quarter region stumbling upon artistes making portraits and abstract arts in the middle of the streets..met a charming old lady with her souvenir shop who without even being asked proposed us a group photo..witnessed a wedding with the bride and groom posing for their wedding albums…

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Venice: City of Dreams

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The buzz of the place, sparkling water, numerous boats, quaint buildings – all combined to create an image like nothing we had seen before. Venice is enchanting, romantic and iconic, bustling with life yet crumbling and ghostly. Everywhere we looked, it seemed like we were inside a painting or a film set arranged around picturesque canals.

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Drive to the district lake

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Around noon we reached Nainital.The weather was just perfect and nice breeze was blowing which was a great relief from dusty and parched plains of delhi and gurgaon.Since we hadn’t booked the accommodation,we had to search for the hotel and also this was a long weekend ,people had started reaching the hill station.

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London Dungeons & Stuffing Up

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…a half hour walk through the gruesome parts of the history of the city of London. The plague, Jack the Ripper, Sweeney Todd, The Fire of London etc’s scenes were created by the actors, and of course, the props….

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Touring the Arsenal

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The red and white doors, thru which so many legends of the football world would have passed thru’, was before us. Mr. Wenger, Thierry Henry, Nwanko Kanu, Emmanuel Adebayor, Jens Lehmann, Francesc Fabregas, Robin Van Persie, the list is endless.

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The ghats of Benaras – a place like no other

The ghats of Benaras – a place like no other

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Numerous invaders came, ruled and left. All of them tried, in their own way, to superimpose their own ideas, their beliefs on the land they had conquered. Yet, in the end, they had to retreat, vanquished by a spiritual force that was beyond their comprehension. The all-knowing Ganga, unperturbed by such delusions of grandeur,  gently flows along these blessed ghats as she has been doing since the beginning of time.

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To the last & the highest village in the Baspa Valley – Chitkul…..

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The condition of the road was getting worse by each passing kilometer. The tar road made way to the grainy, rocky road covered by dust. At some of the stretches the water tankers were moving on the road to keep down the dust. Suddenly the roads became never ending and driving getting difficult especially for a lone bike rider all along the way. I kept on driving slowly and crossed Wangtoo, Chooling and reached the Karcham Dam. A right from here would take me off the NH – 22 and put me on the Sangla- Chitkul road. The winds were also picking up and it was getting difficult to stand near the dam. So, i started the bike again to cover the final stretch of the day. The road condition was bad and the way to Sangla was steep and narrow. One slip here and i would have to pay for it with my life. So, with all the concentration on the road and a speed of 10-15 kmph i began the ascent on the hair raising Sangla – Chitkul road.

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Shri Gajanan Maharaj Shegaon / शेगांव- श्री गजानन महाराज परिचय एवं मंदिर दर्शन

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इस श्रंखला के पहले भाग में मैंने आपको परिचित कराया था महान संत श्री गजानन महाराज के पवित्र स्थान महाराष्ट्र के विदर्भ क्षेत्र में…

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Post Monsoon Drive to DHANAULTI – Part-1

Post Monsoon Drive to DHANAULTI – Part-1

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Every year it easily takes about 8hrs to reach there. But this time 5hrs was only possible beacuse of the improved road conditions. After reaching my grandparents place, got freshned for lunch. I was dead tired as I did not sleep the previous night, above this the fever and throat infection and then driving. But still “Itni Door Ghar pe Baithne Ke liye Thoda na aaye Hain”. After all, We are Ghumakkars and Travelling is our main motive.

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On Top of the World: The Travelogue Part-7

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… we started from the Baralacha La pass. En route, we crossed a few smaller water streams and while doing so our shoes, socks and legs were completely drenched, damp and cold. In a short while, right at a turn we came face to face with Rani Nallah. I could hear the intimidating sound of water gushing down from the mountain from quite a distance. While the sound was intimidating, the sight of the water stream sent shivers down my spine…

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