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NOTE: This is a guest post. Its by my girlfriend, who had this sudden epiphany on this trip described below, to start a travel blog. Wether she does that or not in future, is out of scope here. But, this is a hilarious piece of writing about an equally hilarious journey, that 3 of us had the nerve to undertake in the very peak summer of Hyderabad.

Well, Read and Enjoy… 🙂

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It was almost 5 year in hyd  and local ppl used to suggest only place in AP to visit –ARAKU…I asked my friends everytime but somehow nobody showed the interest… finally one fine day ashim agreed…but the next challenge was to convince friends…and we succeeded in gaining Vaibhav and Yugesh in agreement.

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On one fine night in Mar 2013, we sat to book the ticket…I nvr liked to travel by AC but becoz of maximum reverse action, I decided to go for Garib rath..Finally the ticket booked like Hyd ->Vizag->Araku->Vizag->Hyd…we planned for 3 days trip… I and ashim took the charge of planning out the trip meanwhile vaibhav and yugesh starting thinking the reason to put for the unplanned leave…

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Just one day b4 thr trip, Gr8 yugesh came up with his confession of upcoming wedding and started backing out for various errands.(but the main was he wanted to have party with his dear friends :P)..so he ditched us..A huge melodrama started…vaibhav started to back out..so do ashim…I made a statement that “I WILL GO ALONE AT ANY COST”…Finally all agreed except yugesh (but we spoke /remember yugesh thru out the journey).

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So we started the journey from hyd on Friday and headed towards secunderabad station. After having a proper dinner at cumsum , we boarded to our coach and their my boring AC journey started.. Unlike sleeper , no one talk in AC ..my super duper partners were involved in playing games on mobile… As a habit, I started locking my bag by chain…vaibhav got surprised with so much of curls in that chain and awesome safety locking; he thought that even thief will think that bag has some precious stuff inside: D

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Finally we reached next morning to Vizag….opposite to hyd..the weather is humid there…and the most interesting there the auto are bigger in size so we three were able to sit comfortably :D….our auto guy helped us to get a room…in order to crunch the expense we  decided to take only one room….Apparently room turn out to be decent one;….

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After having brkfast at daspalla we started roaming in market..while crossing the road I don’t somehow one of known people saw me and to enquire the chain went thru his mom to my dad . Thank god I informed my dad b4 otherwise it wud have been a huge issue :D…

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First we headed to sub-marine…but we reach at lunch time so didn’t get chance to c it (unfortunately we went their thrice but we cud nt c it-second time was no power…3rd time no visting day L)…then we went to kailash giri via roap-way…I was astonished to c vaibhav and ashim in scary mood during roap way journey… @hill we roamed around and chit chatted…

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Then we chose to go to harbor..omg for the 1st time I saw so many sea fishes just thrown on the road..i was caught by fish smell (means I was liking) and the exact reaction was for Vaibhav… we went for sea ride (again I was affected by sea effect…started dizziness )….

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Oh god after coming back from there we had bread-omlette and garma-garam chai ( these guys owe thanks to me)….then we chose Rishikonda  beach to visit…but by tht time we reach it was dark and these monotonous  guys didn’t come in water….after having scary walk to haritha  resort, we decide to revert back to our room asap…the funny was we took six seater from there till RK beach and from there a personal auto…That idiot fellow dropped us at city center not at central (which strikes us later)…we walked for almost 3 km but no sign of central….and finally stopped thinking of saving money we took another auto…had Frankie and doze off ….

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Next day early morning we had to catch train from vizag to araku at 7 am..we reached statio at 6.15 only…and these guys were so much into finding the platform tht I missed my morning tea ..i cursed them internally :D….this time we had SL class…becoz of tiredness we all took nap in the train…

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The most amazing thing of this journey that actually the train goes from one side to other side by crossing a mountain..we went till actually up of the mountain range..and wenever the tunnel used to come all people used to scream a lot ..

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As soon as we reach to Araku , we encountered a cab driver ..and we didn’t know he ll be our companion for next 2 days..we reached to our already booked Haritha resort… but they annoyed us not arranging the room b4 hand…not giving the tv remote and making us to stay in a room for couple of hours…After having proper lunch , our driver took us to bora cave, few points and coffee plantation.meanwhile he told us abt the tribal area and the films which got shooted (some chiranjivi’s movie, I love you Bengali movie :D)…

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Bora caves was one time watch..but really its one of the naturally formed cave…and the train by which we came to araku actually goes above that cave… While returning back we encountered a lady who kept on talking even though realizing that we are nt getting the language. I  realized her pain since she was left alone in this whole world.

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After that visit we came back to our room and started watching match…night we went to tribal market and realized no one like to sell their stuff…we went to chocolate factory and they were giving one piece for 10 bucks..even for demo /taste purpose…next handicraft shop I saw one peculiar banner “ We will give discount when a 99 yr person comes along with his father” I was nt able to figure out that it means no bargaining for few minutes…

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We ordered dinner in the room and started watching IPL match..and Vaibhav called his manager and informed that he had come to banglore to his one of his friends:D..the funny part was their conversation..

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But really tht view from our room was amazing…and apparently we were very few in tht big resort…morning we just look around that resort and went for breakfast..we took brkfast which was booked for yugesh (since they didn’t cancel his booking)….Our cab driver Dharma (how I got to know his name-his hello tune say “Dharma ko call karne ke liye dhnyawad)..After getting worst service in haritha , we asked for feedback form which they refused to give and after giving tip they just ignored out talk also

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Luckily we had araku siteseeing one day b4 becoz on Monday they had strike in that tribal area… I don’t know suddenly Vaibhav got an idea to have TADI there and eventually they bought for home…

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Since we reached at 2 pm in vizag , we decided to watch “Chasme badoor” only to sit In the AC… The worst part was we had to keep our bag in the open area..(kept tht TADI bottle in ashim’s bag)…The people are so velle there that Monday afternoon show was housefull ; not only telgu movie but hindi too…movie turned out to be hilarious and we enjoyed. The moment we came out we realized that the whole gas from that TADI bottle leaked out and its smelling badly .Just avoid that we went to central and bought deo. After having supper at one of the food courts in central we again went to RK beach…and same I went to water and these guys stood outside.. we enjoyed the dinner with the sea breeze…

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Now was the time to get back to station to catch train at 8.30 pm..Thus our journey ended and we came back to Hyd next day early morning and got back to our normal office routine life…

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Overall the trip was awesome…Actually we were at the border of AP and Orissa …And I realized one of my cycle bathroom->eat->sleep 😀 (as vaibhav says )

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BY ashish @ http://akjlucky4all.wordpress.com

 ” Here i am sitting in my office @ night…
Thinking hard about life
How it changed from a maverick college life to strict professional
life……

How tiny pocket money changed to huge monthly paychecks
but then why it gives less happiness….

How a few local denim jeans changed to new branded wardrobe
but then why there are less people to use them

How a single plate of samosa changed to a full Pizza or burger
But then why there is less hunger…..

Here i am sitting in my office @ night…
Thinking hard about life
How it changed…..

How a bike always in reserve changed to bike/car always on
but then why there are less places to go on……

How a small coffee shop changed to cafe coffee day
but then why its feels like shop is far away…..

How a limited prepaid card changed to postpaid package
but then why there are less calls & more messages……

Here i am sitting in my office @ night…
Thinking hard about life
How it changed…..

How a general class journey changed to Flight journey
But then why there are less vacations for enjoyment….

How an old assembled desktop changed to new branded laptop
but then why there is less time to put it on……….

How a small bunch of friends changed to office mate
but then why after 8′o Clock it always feel like getting late….

Here i am sitting in my office @ night…
Thinking hard about life
How it changed….. how it changed.. “

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What is the meaning of life ?

BY Ps @ http://justamotheroftwo.blogspot.com/

 

To laugh often and much;

To win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children;

To earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends;

To appreciate beauty, to find the best in others;

To leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition;

To know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived.

This is to have succeeded.

What is the meaning of YOUR life? Ever thought about it?

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THE X-FACTOR   

When meeting the XY’s X….

BY sunshine @ http://www.sunshinenjoy.blogspot.com/

” I have been thinking of a bunch of futile questions for quite some time now, the origin of which can be traced back to the seemingly redundant and deceptively non-innocuous subject of how to deal with the ex. Your ex, your boy friend’s ex, the ex of the person you are romantically interested in, your ex’s wife, your ex’s ex, any relationship you can conjure with the word “ex” in it. Of all the permutations and combinations you can concoct, this is the situation eating up my seemingly important time right now-

How do you come to terms with the ex of the person you like, especially when the person is around in a social setting? Are you supposed to feel anger at the ex, jealousy that she was entitled to things you wish you had when she was not an ex, or simply happiness and relief at the notion that she is an ex, and thereby you stand where you stand? Are you supposed to face her squarely, or supposed to hide around in the party behind the curtains? Are you supposed to drown your sorrows in a glass of drink? Are you supposed to be vigilant at the person you envisage a relationship with in future, looking for telltale signs of lost and found chemistry to gauge where you stand? Are you supposed to make friends with the ex’s present, thereby trying to break the ice in the process? Are you supposed to dress boldly and defiantly to get you the extra bout of confidence you so very desperately need? Are you supposed to skip the party, for the sake of your peace of mind, so that you don’t spend the next day at work chewing on your pen and wondering what happened and what could have happened and what did not happen? Or better still, are you supposed to forget the screwed up romantic lives of the people around you and just enjoy, as if there were no ex’s and no presents and no pasts?

Relationships my friends, especially the unsuccessful ones, are still things too complicated for me to handle. And this I say not just from personal experience. For people meet and people bond and people break up and go their own ways, leaving poor souls like me to live in the aftermath of their belligerence.

Just my thoughts.

sunshine. “

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A REASON TO SMILE

BY sakhsi @ http://www.mavericksmusing.com/

Its past midnight, almost 3.45 EST and I just kept the phone down. A tired, hungry and grumpy male just wanted to do nothing else but crawl into his bed after working almost 36 hour shift. And yet, he called me the minute he got out of work, in response to my rather dramatic text. Just to hear me ramble about all that happened. To calmly say, we will work it out. And then proceed to ease my fears by talking to me for the last hour. To let me now sit and write this post with a smile.

While recently a lot of things have gone down hill, I have still not lost the reason to smile simply because I have people who care. And who show it in every little thing that they do. Its at times of crisis that you separate “Keeper friends” from “Oh, I know/chat/talk with her friends.”

These souls say the normal comforting things but at the same time help you provide a solution to the crisis brewing in your life. They take time off their work to rummage through craigslist to find an apartment to rent or to sit with you and work out a feasible solution to watch the cricket match on your apple. They send you songs to cheer you up or even better listen to you quote horrendous poetry. Or send you salacious messages, just to make you blush. Or take time and really flirt with you because you are feeling down and completely unsexy. They let you speak freely, insisting that your politically incorrect statements bring them great joy. They accept your sarcasm, knowing it is your defense and your offense, and knowing which one you use against them.

They make you talk, listen to your crummy excuses and smack you on the head to make you see reason. They are enraged on your behalf when you tell them what is bothering you. They shake you up and ask you to see things clearly. They tell you things, in detail, despite the fact that it hurts you to hear it. They refuse to let you be delusional. They make you face all these dreaded things and then hug you, comfort you and tell you that you are made of sterner stuff. They cheer you up by telling you things about yourself that you never knew – just to show you how much you have achieved. They help you regain that faith in yourself.

They are there when you are sick. Holding you. Sitting with you while you catch your breath again. Worrying over you, fussing about your eating habits, making sure you pour that extra cup of coffee you are drinking down the drain, but at the same time letting you figure out your own strength.

They are there in your happy times. Taking pride in the smallest of your achievements. Making you feel like a queen (no, not that kind!). They stop you from berating your self, make fun of your perfectionist attitude and then help you laugh at yourself.

This lot, worries over you while all the while calmly assuring you to go and live life. To take chances. Since they will always be your safety net.

This journey has been easier, I realize since, I am blessed with many such loving people. Who take the time and effort to show they care. Its a great feeling to not feel alone. Even better to feel loved. Unconditionally. Without holding anything back. Without expecting anything in return – except may be your love.

Its great to be loved. But its nicer to sometimes hear the words. And know that it is sincerely meant. ”

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