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Hey , came across this and the lady whom I sent my entry on ‘The Proposal’ requested me to spread the word around. So instead of writing to all the people i know , little notes of ‘Give this a shot’ , here s a generic suggestion.
Take a look at this update on Chillibreeze( an excellent resource for upcoming wannabe – professional writers)
You can write to Raksha directly ! And drop in my name .. maybe that’ll get my entry published ;-)
Happy Dreaming!
Been putting into action what i ve always believed , ‘Travel writing is the next best thing to travelling!’
and here are some of my recently published TripAdvisor Hotel Reviews!
Many more follow soon enough!
Read about Hotel Mount View @ Dalhousie Here
And Hotel Claridges , Surajkund here
Taj Khema @ Agra here
also,
Royal Elysees , Paris here
More follow …
Was browsing throught this e book that got from D , long time back. He said it s quite stunning and that was quite true.
yesterday was a particularly dull and boring day. I had set myself some tasks – professional and personal. and none were being close to met. so the theme of the day was “solemn” ( to put it ultra-mildly)
So finally after browsing on get a ways from chandigarh to exotic places like clouds end et al , which wasnt helping the situation much , i shifted my focus on this book thats been sitting quietly on my desktop – God Debris.
its about this conversation between a delivery boy ( who s the narrator ) who comes to drop a package for this mysteriously curious person , who has one zillion questions and a unique perspective of looking at things called .. Mr Avtaar.
Some breathtakingly refreshing one liners ( & more) jumped at me from the pages of the book.
“when you consider all of the things that can be known , I don’t know much”
do i ? dont i ? thats the quandry . Do i really know everything. what’s everything anyways? its all in the mind . the definition , the context , the knowledge and the perception. the ignorance and the arrogance of knowing it all . the humility of not knowing it all too well , not quite.
the mind is the brilliant trickster , and that takes me to another gem of a thought.
“the human brain is a delusion generator”
Some how I find the idea of a “brain” too mechanical . like an object. on the contrary , i feel “the mind” is a more open sided , free – flowing idea . with no boundaries . but then . .. when you dont have clear boundaries … the chances of one getting carried away from ‘what is there’ to ‘what can be there’ (reality vs eutopia) .
am still reading the book… so the post is WIP
Was talking to VN and watching American idol a while back…
and Saisha’s started off with this number .. and .. it was pure magic..
YESTERDAY
(John Lennon – Paul McCartney)
Yesterday love was such an easy game to play
Now I need a place to hide away oh I believe in yesterday
Suddenly I’m not half the girl I used to be
There’s a shadow hanging over me oh yesterday came suddenly
Why he had to go I don’t know he wouldn’t say
I said something wrong now I long for yesterday
Yesterday love was such an easy game to play
Now I need a place to hide away oh I believe in yesterday
Why he had to go I don’t know he wouldn’t say
I said something wrong now I long for yesterday
Yesterday love was such an easy game to play
Now I need a place to hide away oh I believe in yesterday
I believe in yesterday
—
vulnerable , soul-stirring , lyrical .. i ll do anything to get the power to pen down my thoughts so well…
love this song.. and today loved it a little more as she sang it!
“I talk because I feel ,
I talk to you , because i want you to know how i feel “
Notes to Myself , Hugh Prather.
There arent too many books that stay with you without sounding preachy , or let you pick them up and read a few pages and let go and yet be more than ‘pleasure reading’ .
There arent too many books that let you discover something refreshing everytime you re-read them and make you wonder if you could have written them too..
I call this book my bible. coz i read it everyday.
I call it the perfect gift and i have gifted it to every ‘friend’ i ve made .
strangely , I could have written the book myself.. but what Hugh Prather did was let me discover this passion to write .. within me !
