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Here as I Stand in this train, I look around the compartment and my eyes rest on a variety of emotions and faces. But what I am looking for is a face of love.

The face of love is defined not by composure, calmness and happiness. It’s the face of the lone person looking around for a mate, a face of anguish of longingness, with lines of boredome crisscrossing it. The eyes with a hopeful look, yet immersed in an ocean of loneliness. And yet to the bystander. a look of casual indifference.

The face is not to be found as far a I can see. Station in and station out, new faces pour in, but rarely do I find one that carries the look I am curious about.

I sigh deeply, and walk towards the door. And in that moment, my eyes glance upon something that I had been looking for all along. I find a face so filled with the aura of carelessness that one would mistake it for indifference to the world. The forehead lies calm as if in eternal peace. Yet the eyes sing a different tune altogether. There is so much pain hidden there, that given a chance they would rain down tears endlessly. There is a permanent search for someone, as there is a frustration with solitude. There is a thirst in them that can be satisfied by only another person that it is seeking. Without doubt , it is the look of love.

They who seek others, find it was their self that they were looking for!

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why I never wanted to leave Berkeley!!

My trip to berkeley(@UCB) was one of the best journeys of my life! It was an enlightening experience which taught me a lot, right from learning about a plethora of cultures (say for eg the monkey eating habits of Chinese or the cross arm twist beer drinking habit of Germans! ), to learning slangs in as many languages, to knowing one important aspect of all people that no matter what their respective countries stand for, the youth all over the world, stands for and works for just thing-hard core fun!

Apart from all that it taught me,it was the city itself thatĀ mesmerisedĀ me! I clearly remember the instant I stepped out of that Downtown Berkeley BART station, when it greeted me with a gentle breeze of cool air as the bright sun shone down welcomingly. My friend Joey used to say,the crazy hippies have made sure berkeley still retains the classic feel of the 60’s.Somehow it is this classic touch of Berkeley that struck a chord in my heart! Those lazy green patches, those old buildings, those diverse eateries and its cool people all amazed me! And boy were those evenings beautiful! It is from the International House(where I was staying), located slightly up the hill, you could stare down the Durant Ave and see the sun setting, showering the Bay Area with its blend of reddish-orange hue and sinking into the blueness of the Bay; and right there I could feel my heart saying, that given a option, I could spend my life sitting there, watching this beautiful sunset!

If you do not believe me, check out these pictures!

I will continue this blog later on. Awaiting your comments!

P.S: As you might have guessed, these pictures weren’t taken by me, but by a friend.

Source: Shweta Sangewar’s camera šŸ™‚

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The “countryside”

Hi,

this is the first instance where I am writing a conventional blog, and i want to experiment a little, as is my habit, with say food(ask the iit-kgpians who went to berkeley with me) or my not so famous stories( I have written on conventional and non-conventional romance :P).In this case, I want to write a story with a few lines and a lot of pictures.Hows it? do comment..

It is a hot friday afternoon, and I head off to the countryside, in Orissa, my home state.

the road

the road

It mid -july, and like all seasons, the monsoons have had their revenge with my hapless state! And as I speed on the amazing highway which was, is and will always be ‘under construction’ I come face to face with the aftermath of the devastation that just happened.


the flood-first view

the flood-first view

the flood, in the distance

the flood, in the distance

And thus, I reach the town of Balasore. Now, if u think you really don’t know this town, Think Again! Let me help you a bit: Remember the place in the news report whenever a new Agni missile is test-fired ? Wheeler Island, Chandipur ? yes, thats the one and Balasore is the name of that district and also is the district capital.

It’s a lazy saturday morning and I head off to the rural heartland. I do not think the rural houses will be of much interest and hence i move on to the part where i ventured off into the muddy fields.

the mountain, called nilgiri- the odiya one

the mountain, called Nilgiri- the Odiya one

Honestly,

i did not see the reflection while taking the picture !But thats the thing that strikes me the most and makes this simple picture ever so beautiful.

This is the immediate view I got when I stepped into the field and that mountain enticed me into venturingĀ  deeperĀ  and deeper into that vast expanse of young greenery that at one point I lost track of where I had started.

since it wasnt harvesting time, i could only find the 'solitary sower'

since it wasn’t harvesting time, i could only find the ‘solitary sower’

I couldn't help but take a picture of this beautifully arranged paddy field

I couldn't help but take a picture of this beautifully arranged paddy field Later I came to know that rice is initially grown like this before being transferred to the real fields!the animal

the animal again

the animal again

a few more!...somehow I pity these animals

a few more!...somehow I pity these animals

Upon walking further I came upto a place with some wild bushes.

its the brightness of the colours that held my attention.Seriously speaking, I have never seen a more brighter shade of green naturally!

It’s the brightness of the colours that held my attention.Seriously speaking, I have never seen a more brighter shade of green naturally!

facsinated with the greenery

facsinated with the greenery

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It might not be very fanciful, but this one is pure and beautiful. This one's for you :)the way out from the bushes

the last view

the last view

Its sunday morning now, and I decide to visit Chandipur.And I can assure you, it is the most boring beach I have ever visited. The continental shelf extends around 5 km into the sea.This means that for the water level to reach upto your knees from your ankles, you need to travel a freakish 5 kms.

the chandipur beach.there is no water as far as your eyes can see

the chandipur beach.there is no water as far as your eyes can see.

and people walk in the water, as if it's a road

and people walk in the water, as if it's a road

On the way back, I came across pisciculture farms for shrimps and prawns.

the prawn-farms

the prawn-farms

the river and the fishing boats

the river and the fishing boats

Then out of nowere, black clouds engulfed the sky and…

the storm

the storm

I should have turned the flash off. My bad!

I should have turned the flash off. My bad!

the brook

the brook

Finally, I wind this blog up with a few pictures which are typical of the way people travel in the countryside.

the ride

the ride

couldn’t help but follow

Do not forget to comment.

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