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Where Does the Sea Begin? A Child’s Questions at Marine Drive

We sit by the sea, watching its endless waves. She sits beside me, tossing questions like pebbles into the water.

“Where does the sea begin and where does it end?”
“Can we build a new sea?”
“If we can’t build a new sea, then we must take care of this one, right?”

I nod. She’s here for answers. I came here for the breeze. But she’s stirring up a storm.

Somewhere, I hope the right men and women are listening. Because the sea has no voice—except for those who ask the right questions.

 (at Marine Drive Mumbai)

The Courage to Leave Shores and Find Yourself

When you leave sight of a shore, new adventures unfold. Yet, adventure comes at a cost—the courage to override fear.

The fear of loss. The fear of pain. Some fears are unfounded, others practical. But neither should anchor us in place.

Life finds its renewal in the courage to seek new shores. The willingness to step into the unknown—to let curiositylead, even when familiarity begs us to stay.

In this seeking, new journeys emerge. With new journeys, new insights arrive. And somewhere along the way, we find new eyes, a new mind, a new way of being.

So, go travel. Beyond places. Beyond comfort. Beyond what you know.

Because the real journey isn’t to a new place. It’s to a new you.

(at Diveagar, Maharashtra, India)

Light can be beautiful. It allows you to see. It brings inanimate objects to life. It helps you see. Every person who has been in the dark can tell you a powerful personal story of how beautiful light is.

Relish it all.

And even as you do, pause to remember that light can be blinding as well. It can create silhouettes of humans, obscure the finalise and make you sure of ‘reality’.

Ask yourself how bright is the light you revel in? What do you not see because of it? What shadows does it throw up? Is that shadow a tad too dark?

(at Aurangabad, Maharashtra)

“This is the place where the legendary Bhim hit the mountain with his mace”, our guide tells us. We are at Harihareshwar. He is talking of Bhim, of the Pandava fame, as though he lives in the same building as him. And as he hurries us past what seems to be a perfect ‘V’ in the mountain, he adds, “this was the mountain’s weakest point”. It is picturesque, greeting me with a fresh gust from the Arabian Sea.

I conceal a half smile and nod in seriousness.

Coming to think of it, the weakest link breaking an otherwise strong chain is the stuff our cultures, our books on war, management and all else carry. It is almost a predictable curse that follows as through the ages.

As a new week arrives, do take a moment to pause and ponder. As you build the big mountain of dreams, what is your weak link?

I pondered for a bit and then went to my to do list! Tell me, what did you do? 🙂 (at Harihareshwar)

The Chand Minar, this is called. It reaches 210 ft and was originally covered with Persian glazed tiles.
All part of the Daulatabad fort complex. A fort that has never been taken! At the very top of this structure, there’s supposed to be a canon with an inscription “creator of storms”. Am not sure of the storm. But its a riot to the eyes and imagination. “ It draws its inspiration from the Qutub Minar’, our guide says in a hushed undertone. And I wonder why. As though the Chand Minar will feel bad when it hears this.
He is a silly wise man, I feel the Chand Minar will feel bad!
For the Chand Minar, looked at from its context is exquisite in itself. It is beautiful.
Absolutes are an opportunity to relish beauty in its full form. ‘Relative’s distort.

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#India #traveladdict #travelblogger #Blogger #blogging #love #instatraveling #instapassport #instapic #fort #battle #architecture #monument #history #inspiration #beauty #realtive #contexts #beauty (at Daulatabad Fort, Daulatabad, Aurangabad)

It’s all in the cloud. When swirls of white pop the sky, the lakes respond with love.
There is a magical dance with the wind singing a new tune and the clouds waltzing to it.
In the grand ballroom that the lake seems to host.

#clouds #lake #nature #beauty #melancholy #travel #traveller #travelblogging #Blogger #blogging #Bhimashankar #BlueMormonResort #maharashtra #India #inspiration (at Blue Mormon Resort, Bhimashankar, Maharashtra)

Patterns. They are everywhere. For the trained eye, they are visible.

They tell a story. It is when you spot a pattern than you can luxuriously indulge in creativity. Weaving a new pattern is imagination at play. “The truth is outside of all fixed patterns” said Bruce Lee!

All of this is fine. I am repeatedly made aware of how important it is to stop and think of my own thought patterns.
I realise that the real fortune lies there

#patterns #beach #Maharashtra #India #travel #traveller ##travelinsights #creativity #startup #entreprenuership #entrepreneur #development #personaldevelopment #joy #love (at Diveagar Beach)

The pathways aren’t often straight lines. Sometimes they are not clear. Many other two mes, they need to be created.
The undergrowth to be cleared. Concrete and stone coming together to make a permanent path.
At other times, what’s required is walking through the undergrowth. A few more walks for a few more days and the pathways emerge.

That is the true story of several entrepreneurs. That is a true path breaking startup 🙂 #startup #start #entreprenuership #entrepreneur #pathways #love #travel #travelblogging #travelblogger #blogging #monsoon #Maharashtra #India #roadtrip #metaphors

The Blue skies invite an opening of the mind. When the wind adds a fresh flavour, clouds dissipate.

And as the plants waltz to a new tune, you know that it’s a new beginning.
A new day.
Everyday.

#BlueMormonResort #Bhimashankar #Maharashtra #blueskies #sky #hopes #faith #start #love #temple #plants #wind @maharashtra_ig #India #openminds #positiveenergy (at Blue Mormon Resort, Bhimashankar, Maharashtra)

Rural life teaches you things that urban life misses in its frenzy of reaching the next big thing, faster, better, cheaper.

Village life and its rhythms are so close to nature and its relatively predictable cadence. There is an acknowledgement of several aspects.
That it takes time to grow.
That it takes nurturing and caring to grow the farm

The belief in community.

That cheaper, faster, better is not always for the better.
Wish we pay more heed.
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