Hamburg is the prettiest metropolitan city I’ve ever lived in. I spend most of my time craning my neck admiring the gorgeous architecture in different styles that makes up this stunning Hanseatic city.
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Beautiful sunsets from around the world I watched the most beautiful sunset of my life sitting on a bus en route to Amsterdam. The only effort I made was to elbow my way to get to the front seat, on the top deck. I did earn some nasty looks in the process, but it was all […]
I rediscovered the pleasure of rainy day traveling while the Sylt presented itself in its typical mood: rainy, gray and chilly.
I strolled on the glistening, empty streets, skipping puddles. Took in the sight of the city drop pearls of rain.
I feel grateful and privileged beyond words to be part of such a beautiful planet, perhaps the best place in the universe. For enduring pain inflicted and yet being ever so kind and loving.
When I talk about trekking in the Himalayas, sometimes people ask me, “What is the point in walking or climbing aimlessly from one point to another, in rugged climate and terrain at that.” I was never able to answer that question. In fact I gave into the idea that it was pointless. During my recent trip to the Himalayas I realized why I was lost for words. Even if I tried, it would be a futile exercise. To express what it feels like to be surrounded by the Himalayas is beyond language.
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As a kid the very sound of market excited me, because of its association with the pleasant prospect of shopping, much to my father’s dismay. The sound of shopping still excites me and the reason remains the same. However, now that I have to pay my own bills, I reluctantly learnt to sidetrack myself by means of a camera. Hail street photography!
While you are in the company of Himalayas inner, peace is a natural process. The hardship I went through climbing the godlike Mountains was perfectly justified when I found myself meditating without fighting thoughts. Snow peaks, gorges, streams, yaks, horse, pine trees and a lot peace and quiet surrounded me. This is exactly why Himalayas is synonymous to renunciation. When you are up there you are really “up” there. Everything else in life seems insignificant.