Tag: Nature

#ThursdayTreeLove14: Boulevard of Dreams

We drove down these boulevard of beautiful trees, last month. These trees have been my travel companions ever since I was a child, as I have crossed them multiple times

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#ThursdayTreeLove 13: Home is Where the Heart Is

#ThursdayTreeLove 11: Morning Mysticism of a Mountain Tree

It’s our last morning at Dhanachuli, a quiet little hamlet in the Himalayas. It’s a Thursday morning too. A day when we share our Tree Love. As I walk past the apple, pear and walnut trees, I look at them quizzically and wonder whether to feature them in my today’s post. I take some random shots, but they aren’t as appealing as I would like them to be. 

We are bidding this lovely hamlet a final goodbye, walking past the the flowers and tree in full bloom when this gigantic tree catches my eye. It’s got leaves like that of a Peepal tree. It bears no fruits; just a lush cover of green through which the gentle morning sunlight streams in, making it glisten with specks of gold. It’s a mystical sight to behold. 

The Japanese call the sunlight filtering through the trees Komorebi. 

Blessed be this wondrous gift from nature, blessed be this morning sight I behold and blessed be this beautiful tree that stands gracefully and so graciously. 

Linking this post to Parul, our Tree lady’s prompt for #ThursdayTreeLove 11. 

A Tryst With the Clouds and the Rolling Hills

Te Aroha, Dhanachuli, Uttarakhand, India

Dhanachuli is a tiny little hamlet tucked in the Uttrakhand mountains and an hour and half drive away from Bhimtal. This is where we are currently cooling out heels and toasting ourselves in the morning sun. 
This little paradise amidst a bountiful of nature that includes towering pine trees; their needles carpeting the ground beneath, wild apple, pear and walnut trees, an abundance of rose brambles in varied hues of pink, yellow, purple, rose orange; is every travellers haven. The gentle mountain breeze and the crisp, refreshing mountain air is like a double dose of elixir to our lungs. 

The placidness of this mystical hamlet is occasionally interrupted by a passing vehicle to be again plunged in the surreal quietness of a mystical kind. 

The raven that sits perched on a tree across the mountain literally sounds like a bleating sheep. He is a permanent guest on that branch ever since we arrived yesterday. The cuckoo announces its presence as the crickets sing in unison. The starlings dance around the sky as if on a flight of fancy or is it a flight of fantasy. 

The clouds suddenly hover above us blurring away the warm sun whose glorious rays we are basking in. The cool breeze prods me to pull out that light jacket. 

It’s time to go for a village walk now. To experience the rural life in the mountains and merge with the rusticity away from the urban humdrum. 

{W} is for Walk of Wisdom: #AtoZChallenge

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W is for Walk of Wisdom

August 2016, Gurugram, India

Sometimes it’s uncanny how your little ones will dispense pearls of wisdom your way, at the most unexpected moments. Wisdom that you probably didn’t give a fleeting thought to and that never really crossed the so-called deep recesses of your mind. I have had many such experiences with both my girls. I continue to learn from them each day. I feel, we as parents learn from our children as much as they learn from us, if not more.

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{V} is for Valiant & Victorious Ride: #AtoZChallenge

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Post Alert: Slightly long post, but honest to God, you won’t regret it. 

V is for Valiant & Victorious Ride

12 February, 2017, Bhuvaneshwari Devi, Gurugram, New Delhi Capital Region, India

I’m an avid cyclist. A passion that I engage in it with as much ardor as writing. Though I wish I would ride more often, and have a time set aside each day to cycle, just like the way I have for writing. Well, hopefully someday soon that thought will turn that into a reality.

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{U} is for Upstream & Upbeat : #AtoZChallenge

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U is for Upstream & Upbeat

15 April 2017, Bah, Chambal, District Agra, India

By the rivers of Chambal where we sat down,

Yeah, yeah we wept, when we remembered downtown

When the wicked

Carried us away in captivity

Requiring of us a song

Now how shall we sing the lord’s song in a strange land

Let the words of our mouth and the meditation of our hearts

Be accepted in thy sight here tonight

By the rivers of Chambal where we sat down,

Yeah, yeah we wept, when we remembered downtown!

(Corny yes, and you know very well, snitched from Boney-M’s Rivers of Babylon. Apologies, but couldn’t help this one!)

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{R} is for Reflections by Resplendent Kali: #AtoZChallenge

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R is for Reflections By Resplendent Kali

20 September 2016, Dandeli, Karnataka, India

The DH and I took a memorable sojourn to the Western Ghats, in Karnataka last year. It was monsoons and the weather was wet; and nature was at its lush best. (This is before we drove down to Goa through the wondrous Western Ghats. You could read about our Goa adventures at Gobsmacked in Goa.) Dandeli has a fascinating forest cover in the midst of which lies the River Kali. Our getaway lay cradled by the banks of this serene river. Right after we reached the Hornbill Resort we dumped our luggage in our interesting tent house and went and sat by the banks of Kali, becoming one with the tranquility around it.

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{O} is for Opal Sunsets & Ochre Sunrise: #AtoZChallenge

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O is for Opal Sunsets and Ochre Sunrise

Timeless Classics, Around the Earth till infinity

I LOVE sunsets and sunrises. Well who doesn’t? They leave me spell-bound, contemplative and grateful. Opal sunsets and Ochre sunrises transport me to a world beyond the scheduled grind of life. Though they come and go each day, yes that too as per routine; but each sunset and sunrise is distinctively different from the other. Every time I lay my eyes on the transiting colours of the sky that encapsulates the setting sun, I gape at the unique spectacle. This holds true for the ochre sunrise each morning, as well. The lustrous new morning sky takes a back seat when the massive ball of orange rises from it’s slumber and washes the earth with it’s golden, healing glow. I have been blessed to witness some wondrous sunsets and sunrises during my travels and right here at home, or when I’m journeying around my city.

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Sunset from the 18-year-old’s balcony

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