Girl At The Window Seat

Far away when something goes wrong, All you need is to calm down. It's easy to give advice, It's harder to be among one. Stand up and walk along, There's nothing else than your anger to bow down. The Girl in The City – All bucked up with enthusiasm, filled with the energy stored in the universe. All I had thoughts of sharing my head was to make the best of coming to Mumbai. It is no hunky-dory to live in a city away from your parents and be independent. This “I am independent” is a shit that needs to be earned and it costs a lot. I have been there; I was always of the notion that after you start to earn you have no worries at all. Well, my dear friends, the path is different from what you pave it to be. All this accumulated into a lot of mess in my little aquarian brain and it was desperately asking for an escape. Something new to explore, something new and interesting. And speaking of traveling , Mumbai has a lot of places to fill in the traveler’s appetite – from touris

"Ek Waqt tha koi humse baat kre, Hum bechain rhete the.  Ek Waqt tha sab humse hi baat kre, Hum Bechain rhete the. Aaj wo daur hai ki hum khud se bhi baat kar sake, Na waqt hai, na hosh hai, Par hum bechain rhete hain. " Confession time! Until this trip I had always considered traveling equals to beaches, hills, desserts, basically all that people often talk about. Talk on their social media handles, stories, in person. I had heard a lot about Indore through the word of mouth via my mom . "There are a lot of Jains in Indore too." An irrelevant information she gave me - however, this is what basically I had heard of in bits and pieces. Additionally it was through Zakir Khan and his stand-up gigs, where he has been telling about Indore - being his hometown. It was all of a sudden when a friend of mine out of nowhere proposed me the idea to visit Indore. My first reaction being obvious- "Why Indore?" Below are the excerpts from th

Lost in the woods here I go, Under the open sky the wind blow. Where is the rising sun I was seeking for? There I was waiting and questioning more. Lost in the woods here I go, Where the river from the mountains flow. Gathered my courage and stepped ahead, What you seek is seeking you, it read. This is one of those rarest occasions where I open up with my literary skills except for blogging. Just like every writing I have written down, I doubted myself a zillion times before opening up this blog that was supposed to be posted months back! I have always been a mountain person. I love to let loose myself in the midst of the woods, trek, walk for hours and just be with the nature. I have been working towards my passion - a passion I have always been dreaming to pursue. However, that should be a different blog completely. However, I got this amazing opportunity to visit Govardhan Eco Village at Palghar in Mumbai, run by ISKCON and is located on the Manor-wasa road in village Galtare, near