Flight of a new dawn

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And here I am posting my blog 

in a new year,a new year with 

new beginning and new hopes.

I am sincerely hoping that it would 

be successful for me and all my 

efforts and hard work to be paid off 

well.

It will be a chance to starts all over again. As someone quotes:-

 “Today is a new day. It’s your day. You shape it. Don’t let it be shaped by someone else’s ignorance or fear.” - Anonymous

I will try to improve my thinking towards more rational, more questionable and more scientific side 

and encourage my colleagues, my friends, my acquaintances for the same because I was very much 

disturbed from the events of last year which I would like to remind { we the INDIANS literally believe 

in doing something today and forgetting it on the next day } like the Delhi NCR rape case, the BODO-

MUSLIM fight, the MALALA case , the INNOCENT of Muslim case, the Corruptible Government 

incompetency and many more which can only be avoided by the means of opening our minds in a 

rational way towards the things we see, we feel and we hear. 

So it will be good if we just don’t repeat the New Year wish like a “thing” and make a NYR – New Year resolution- which we never follow.

Respect your tongue. Hold your promises. Hold your beliefs. Take a stand. Follow your NYR.

Let bring confidence in saying “Yes, I am an INDIAN “.

And in the end I Just want to say…. “Happy new year fellas”.

P.S. :- My NYR is to keep alive my inner soul like it was in previous year and keep up doing some good work for my country. 

The Girl at Yamuna Bank

Date :- 25th Dec 2012

Place :- Agra

It was a Misty morning
   Taj was all trying to lurk out from its hazy milieu .
   There was so much crowd in Taj gallery gathered to have a look of one of the greatest architecture marvel of modern world.
   The crowd was growing hour by hour and at the same time TAJ was loosing its space for the serenity it provides me since the first time I visited it.

So I went to nearby Yamuna river bank ( Dashera Ghat), one of the holy rivers of ancient India, not so holy now thanks to the cities situated on the bank of  it and their sewage plan.

There was some Hindu GOD and GODDESS idol lying there trying to find their secured places from the person who used to come there often to wash their sins, to request them to fulfill their desires and many more and suddenly this Girl came from nowhere in the mid range of my digi-cam's  view finder and the misty Taj and thus I captured "the Girl at Yamuna Bank".

Love at first sight....

Sometimes you want to Give up The Guitar

Sometimes you'll hate the Guitar.

But if you stick with it,

You'are gonna be rewarded. 

Sewing the Ages

Sewing the Ages

[Click to enlarge to get a better view trust me ....make it large]

This is my one of the most awaited clicks of this year. I came across this beautiful shop many times however never get a chance ever to capture its beauty till now .

Memoir of love

I wanted to capture this pic from past many days. Actually this pic is a HDR pic. I have to click so much bracketed photos without any help of tripod ( as i don't own a tripod)so it was a tough task for me however I am happy with the result and it was really worth the difficulties i came across while capturing the source pics.

Anyone who wants to capture Tajmahal can accompany me. It will be a good idea if two photographers will go to capture Taj. 

Majestic Mountains- Roads to adventure

The thrills, adventures, excitement and the closeness of nature, choose them and mix them, add some inner spirit, put some do-not-disturb vacations and move for some twist and turf-full roads of Majestic Mountains, bet me, you are going to end up with a rejuvenating trip of your life.

Story of my first mountain trip was inked in my life chapter  in previous month, preciously saying in previous month when I had a trip to Vaishno devi Shrine in Katra district of Jammu & Kashmir. The Holy shrine is actually a cave in the mountains of Katra where according to mythology a small girl name Vaishnavi hided and meditated and finally met with her originators, the three original super powers of this universe Goddess MahaKali, Goddess Maha Saraswati  and Goddess Mahalaxmi. The place where she meditated and achieved her spiritual wisdom and powers is still there. It is a narrow 25 ft cave where you have to pass by crawling on your knees, sometimes twisting your bodies but trust me after passing that cave, which is called GarbhJun these days; you will feel like , you have taken re-birth. Well to feel that awesome feeling you have to walk uphill around 6 km for Garbjun and 6 km more for the main temple-bhawan- where the fight between Maa Vaishno devi and tantrik Bhaironath happened. Ya I know I skipped something. However if you want to know the full story you can go to Wikipedia.

The thing which I want to tell you is 13 km uphill walk. In 1 word if I want to say then it will be “awesome”. If you start your journey in evening before sunset around 1-1.5 hr early then you will come across the beautiful sunset view like this ( ya I was there capturing the beautiful sunset). 

Seeing the gradually painted saffron wall of horizon turning black and fixing up there little small twinkling stars by nature own hands feel like totally magical.  

                                   

 

While taking a walk uphill for the temple, Katra valley view in night come as bliss for the eye. It feels like somebody has opened a box of gem and diamonds and pearls are shining over there.  The pavements are covered by blue polymer sheets which gave a feeling of blue light tube has been decorated beautifully.

                                    
                                    
        
As we(me and my partner) were walking uphill night was showing its darkness gradually and so the magic of nature was also flashing its magical wand aesthetically. The moon was shining like the sun (obviously it was a full moon). The trees were taking beautiful shapes in the moonlight, urging me to take some beautiful snaps of their presence and so I did. The pine trees were giving a goofy and strange feeling at the same time. 
                                                     

                                      

                                                                                             

                                            

                                            

And finally when the dawn was approaching and so was our journey for the temple I took my best shot of the trip. In the white moonlight with the little glimpse of katra valley in the extreme mid of picture covered by two mountains in the 1^st layer of the picture on which some pine trees on 1^st mountains made this picture astonishingly beautiful.

                                 

And then finally the dawn came. 

                                        

And with dawn we was there at the main temple (which is called as “bhawan”) . From there the view of katra valley was just heart-touching; a river flowing through the mountains, the hazy air was making the view magical.
                                   

                         

After coming back from the main Vaishno Devi temple we went for a steeper uphill walk from there to a temple called Bhaironath Temple. It has been said that without visiting this temple your trip to this holy place is incomplete. So we were back again on the road with all our gears to ride again for another milestone up there. Trust me this 2 km walk was nothing as compared to I walk before even the last 13 km uphill walk I did from Katra to bhawan. However, the result was worth it. I saw my first ice-mountains of my life.

                             

And there only I made my mind to come here again. 

 

                                     

Yooo baby I am coming againnnn..

Fun Fact :- At the top of mountains  I mean to say at bharonath temple you can watch the Pakistan network capturing by your phone try to latch in on your own risk . :)

Lesson for d life

a Day with Canon Sx130 IS