My biggest adventure so far. I’m in love with sky and dive and sky-dive (lolz…I get crazy when someone mentions sky dive). I’ve done it twice so far. Although I’ll do it happily again but I still can’t gather the courage to do it alone. However I like it, both time, when I looked below from the helicopter, I had whole army of butterflies in my stomach. It all happens so fast that I’m sure I would forget to pull parachute open and will crash to heaven. 😉 … may be another to-do project for me. But till then, I’m happy to piggyback someone else and fly like a loose kite….because, once you jump, its an absolute delight.
Watch me flying all over sky here–> Sky-Dive
Sketch is the best art. All you need is a pencil, paper and some inspiration(Of course there is a lot more, but as a beginner this would do). I find however bad you are in drawing things, when you draw it with pencil, it’s always beautiful.
I like Art and I have the audacity to think myself artist. I like creating things, though I don’t have much time to delve in it a lot. Sometimes I question about my career choices, but then instead of complaining , I try my hand when and where I get the chance. I love the feeling of getting dirty with paint colors, that crazy fear of canvas getting ruined and always a feeling that it could have been done much better.
Nevertheless, I do it and will do it because I absolutely love doing this. Below are some of my handiwork and hopefully (most) many more to come 🙂
This would be my first response to one-word prompt , which is “Stroll” today. Though I know the meaning of Stroll, I thought to check it online anyways. First few meanings were obvious, taking a walk.. leisurely short walk. Then there was something I didn’t know, that this word originated from German language and during 17th century , it meant in the sense of vagabond roaming. Now that’s an amusing thought.
All this while I was taking a stroll, I was actually roaming as a vagabond. 🙂 But then I find a comforting sense in being a vagabond. Unknown to everyone, slightly mystic, going about my life , all absorbed in me, free from any judgements, free from materialistic world…just…strolling. This is my idea of being a vagabond, may be its different, but sometimes I dream of being like this. Free from any responsibility, just traveling places, observing people and get amused, fetch a book and read it under a tree, then sleep when sun is smiling over you, run to a shelter when rain comes to kiss you, get kissed a little and then watch it shyly from your corner.
I want to stroll over plains, over mountains, in forests, on the road, in the park…list goes on and on. In short, I want to stroll around this world and take it all in and slowly become it. This would take a lot of courage and I’m not ready for it. But I hope to be ready in this lifetime or another.
This trip is a little special for me because it was my first solo trip. Although I’m used to of going alone to places but this was first long trip. I chose puerto rico during Christmas 2015 and that was a nice choice.
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When you have book as your friend, you don’t need anyone. This is rightly said. I get excited at the sight of a book store, library or road side book seller and I can wander there endlessly. Books, their smell are my last refuge… 🙂 The way I’m reading since childhood, I thought to make a list of all the books I’ve read so far or currently reading.
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