When you travel

Travel is great for learning a lot of things – about history, geography, food, people, traditions and many more things but surprisingly things about your own self! You could be living a perfectly regular life and believe that you are … Continue reading When you travel

Warsaw Day 2 – contd..

The second day was not over yet. After having a well timed lunch, that also saved me from the rains, I saw that there was still time to explore. So I took a bus to reach a palace, which is a bit far away from the city center. It is the Wilanow Palace, which was used as a summer residence by King Jan III, in the 17th century. It is a very beautiful palace, with a huge garden as one would expect. Since it was Easter time, the palace/museum were closed for visiting, but it was nice to stroll in … Continue reading Warsaw Day 2 – contd..

Palm Trees at the Oddest of Places

In Rome, you will see Stone Pines all over the place and it’s a lovely sight. So seeing Palm Trees outside the Palazzo Barberini was an unexpected but a very interesting change. The cloudy night sky gave it a very mysterious feel! Another place where I was very surprised to see a lone Palm Tree standing in the middle of the road was in Warsaw. And I was not mistaken to find it odd, as I learnt on crossing a few signals at the huge traffic junction to reach the other side. As it happens, it is an art installation … Continue reading Palm Trees at the Oddest of Places

Why we write..

Before answering why we write, the question is why did we invent the language and all its complications? The historians and linguists would have their theories but I guess it was to express the emotions that were welling up inside us and at some point we couldn’t control them from coming out – may be first as sounds, then drawings and then words. The feelings of – joy, sorrow, anguish, anger, love, fear – the whole range, whether on being with someone but also when on your own, seeing the marvels of nature, wondering about life and afterlife needed to … Continue reading Why we write..