Travelling, Uncategorized

Reached home today!

After 40 and half hours of traveling we finally set foot into our home in Bangalore. The train journey was the best I had in years. The girl in the seat next to me was exactly my age. Plus, there was an architecture convention in Christ University, so there many college students travelling. We played chess, cards, and talked a lot. Thus, the journey was filled with laughter, smiles, and jokes. Over the past 2 days I witnessed the wonder which takes place when people decide to put down their mobiles.

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My thoughts, Personal

Made a New Friend 

Today was the perfect weather to stay in at home, sit by the window, and read a good book. The day started with light rains, and was replaced by cool breezes. My friend here in this great morning is “Like the Flowing River” by Paulo Coelho. A collection of short stories and articles, the one that got me the most though was “Pianist in the Mall. ” A short summary – One day Paulo Coelho and his friend, an international violinist, were walking in a mall, when they came across a pianist. Who was playing a piece by Mozart, devoid of all those around him, completely lost in its ecstasy. And he was playing so beautifully, they had tears in their eyes. It reminded me that all  our struggles, paths, and choices are our own personal dialogue with God. And as long as these two members are happy, nobody else’s opinion matters. 

Personal

For the View

Our first long trip alone is a big prospect. As we grow the definition of long changes- going to the grocery store down the street, taking the city bus alone,  and traveling Inter-city. Today I had the longest solo trip of my life, From Bengaluru to Ahmedabad(1552 Km), but it is only 2 hour from flight. Yet I was so tensed out, not about the pre-boarding procedures but about the fact once I am on the plane there is no turning back. In just 2 hours I am in a strange place far from the people I call home, all alone. Plus there is always a margin for accidents, my luggage bag may get lost or my aunt might not be able to pick me up. But I realized what has to be done, has to be done, and somewhere inside I know that if any of these circumstances arrived I was strong enough to face them. Suddenly just like that I was not afraid and actually enjoyed myself, Took some photos ; –

Saw the stalls at the airport. Stepping out of my comfort zone made me more confident and gave me an opportunity to grow. I attained courage and belief in myself which I would have hardly found anywhere else. So step outside of your comfort zone today and tell me what it brought you.

Personal

Repotting My Plant

My creeper was growing really well, So I decided it was time for it to move into a bigger pot. Now I must mention I had done nothing like this before, though I had a little bit of an idea because the guy in the nursery had tried to teach me how. So, I knew a few basic stuff. 

First I started off by choosing a pot, but the soil in it had gone completely dry and hard. So, I poured water when that didn’t work I turned it around and poured water from the bottom. Finally the soil came out and I transported it to yet another pot. Now, I separated the soft mud and the dry mud(which I kept for later use. After filling the pot about 3/4ths I mixed in a little compost. Then finally I added the Cocopeat, now we are all go for the final step. Miraculously and with great difficulty I managed to shift the plant in one piece. And this is the Final result.

please tell me how it is looking. 

One reason that I wrote about this was because after many days I broke the routine and tried something new. And it made me feel really happy and satisfied. As my favorite saying goes:- “When was the last time you did something for the first time?” My answer as of 1 month before would have been “ I don’t remember!”, what is your answer? Please tell me in the comment section below. See you there!


Personal, Well being, Writing

Unschooling Diaries #4: I Wrote A Poem!

Bittersweet Life

Oh! When I read a book, I feel a hole in my soul,

The longing for a thrill, a tale full of woe,

A countryside affair, or a tragical romance,

stories of armored knights, happenings in a magical land,


Every day can be an adventure, every difficulty a lesson,

We are delinquents, Slave to our thoughts,

When will we break free the mental prison,

And rise to see the paradise around us,


My experiences make me, my imagination defines me,

When my kingdom crumbles and laurels turn to dust,

Only thing I will remember, only one thing will matter, 

The day I kept the book down and started living it

-Pihu