While on Travel....

" A dream becomes reality" With few words to express the ephemeral, unreal, celestial experience, I choose to resort to my normal style of writing, which is "dramatic". However no words could do justice to what we experienced........you gotto be there to believe it! In the month of August 2005, after having always had to sadly let go the idea at the last minute, on account of several reasons, we managed to embark on our journey to the beautiful land. We were in all 29 ppl (yes that includes us).We had for company, a small group of photographers, doctors, architects and.....corporate zombies like ourselves. The last few weeks had aroused many anxieties, owing to the relentless rainfall paralysing the city and it's rail services, and also owing to the past experiences of having to cancel the trip at the last minute.....we were to say the least 'simply hopeful' The rain Gods blessed us......the waters had subsided allowing us to carry on with our "miss...

"The hilly lake town" Away from the humdrum of city life, lies the town of Nainital amongst the hills in Uttaranchal. Nainital , they say, was home to Jim Corbett. As always, in India, for every monument/ landmark that exists, there is a legend, mythology or history to support its existence :) "Naini" tal gets its name from the "eye of Sati". As the tale goes, Sati, the first wife of Lord Shiva burnt herself in a pyre to avenge the insult that her father inflicted on her beloved, Lord Shiva. While she burnt herself, Lord Shiva tried to rescue her, and helplessly carried her burning body through Bharat ( India ). Her eye (hindi : nain), they say, fell where the Naini lake stands today. Nainital is situated at ~6270 ft above sea level. The day we arrived, we were in for a surprise. We experienced a downpour, like in Mumbai. However, we were here to holiday and not to sit indoors wondering about clogged drains and rivers running over danger marks (li...