Walk a Mile in My Shoes: #WOW #BlogAdda #MondayMusings
Walk a mile in my shoes And I will teach you a lesson or two; Of taking life in your stride When the hooded snake of challenge strikes.
Walk a mile in my shoes And I will teach you a lesson or two; Of taking life in your stride When the hooded snake of challenge strikes.
We’d known each other since high school. Friends with benefits they called us. But that was far from the truth. We stuck to each other in good times and bad times alike. When Richard lost his mother, I spent endless days and nights by his side, reassuring him everything would be all right. He knew he could count on me.
This post was written for Blogadda’s weekend prompt “Life is a box of…” This happens to be my second WOW (winning) post two weeks in a row. Life is a box….. of Puppies. Yes, a box of cuddly, cute, lovable puppies, that you want to keep holding in both your arms, as they scramble away slowly from your warm, loving embrace. The precious moments in our life are like the adorable puppies-transitory. Also just like the box of…
It’s yet another dark, dreary morning. I wonder why the nights aren’t endless. Then the sinister mornings wouldn’t return. These gloomy mornings remind me of my vulnerabilities, and give me no choice but to face this loveless world squarely; everyday.
This is a long overdue about my exhilarating rafting adventure in Rishikesh, Uttarakhand, India. Rishikesh, some of you would know has earned its name as the “Yoga Capital of the World”. Teeming with ashrams that offer Yoga and meditation this bustling little township, nestled in the foothills of the majestic Himalayas, has been a haven for spiritual seekers. This much before the Beatles rocked at the ashram of Mahesh Yogi in the late 60s. The holy river Ganges flows through…
This was my first entry for the BlogAdda prompt, “The Day Before Sunrise” and I won. I’m proud to be showing off the winner badge. I have seen many a dark nights, tossing and turning in bed, as sleep would continue to elude me; till the wee hours of the morning. Those were my darkest nights. Thank God that they are now a thing of the past. This is my story from a few years back. Sleep…
The sun was dipping into the horizon, leaving behind streaks of burnt orange as the grey, candy flossed clouds tried hard to camouflage them. Al and I had decided to go for a quick drive to the Aravalli hills, that lazily lay sprawled around our urban jungle. We were hoping to spot some peacocks, jackals, or nilgais, as they headed into the hilly jungles, after a day’s feasting. Our SUV rumbled along the hilly terrain. Al suddenly braked hard,…
The year is whizzing by like there is no tomorrow and we are already sitting pretty on the ninth month of the year. That was one quick journey I must say. But then it happens all the time, right? And yes, so far so good. Life is looking lustrous for me at this point of time. Like it has never been before. Fingers and toes crossed. Though I know a lot of people are dealing with a few personal battles….
My weekends are getting busier and more interesting. On Sundays I go for a long ride with my Life is a Cycle buddies. Ours is a band of crazy and avid cyclists who not just cycle for the thrill of cycling, but to engage in silly banter, gorge on the various lip-smacking street food and sip on the milky roadside chai that awakens ones spirits, all while engaging in this fun sport and fitness regime.
Naysa and Nolan have been married for a week now and are honeymooning in Scotland. They are out sightseeing. These ruins haven’t caught the eyes of many a tourists. The couple heard about them from their friends who are locals. The ruins stand out in all their splendour, adorned by the lush, luxuriant greens that have stealthily crept their way into the walls, notwithstanding the harsh weather. Naysa lies on her back, wistfully gazing at the sky. The azure…