Guitar * ing

Always wanted to learn to play a guitar...... ever since I was a kid...... there has always been a guitar around at home in my growing up phase.... my mom has tried her hand at the guitar.... so we have a Spanish Guitar at  home.... since 1983 if I am not mistaken..... my brother - Mayank, has good vocal chords.... been good with the keyboard.... he got inspired from the movies, he got a Hawainn Guitar home.... went to a couple of classes.... played some scales, but couldnt continue as it was back to college for him.... my hubby, Munish, has been an owner of a guitar since quite some years.... he also tried his hand at it.... manages to pull a few strings ;) but thats about it.....
This has been the history so far..... So one fine day, I decided to put the resources available to good use....
Activated my lethargic self and found myself a guitar teacher.... a collegian I think... trying to make a mark in the music industry..... comes every weekend to teach me to "how to play a guitar"..... well - so far, so good... have learnt the 12 Major Scales.... he has left out the Minor scales.... trying to get my hand on the Chords now.... but it seems the age old guitar of my hubby is giving up..... time to get a new one... trying to save some money for it... "trying" being the key word....not much of a success....thanks to the Indian inflation of 14% ..... seems like it will be a while till I get myself a new guitar :(
hmmmmm untill then..... let me go, do some strumming ;)

Colours....You and me...


my mind wandered to the barren mountains....
no soul in sight...
no words...
only brown and blue....

my mind wandered to the journey that was....
us on the road....
few words....
only black and brown and green and blue....
my mind wandered to the spheherds we came across....
with sheep and goats....
new words....
only white and black and grey and green and blue....
my mind wandered to the dances....
with drumming and the wind....
other words....
only red and yellow and brown and black and green and blue....
my mind wandered to you....
with togetherness and the spaces....
with silence and sometimes chatter....
only black and brown and green and red and yellow and blue....
Colours of life....
Me and you....

A thought

Life is a journey.... journey is struggle.... struggle yields fun.... fun is ecstacy.... ecstacy is love.... love is hope.... and hope leads to confidence.... that.... someday, someway....life would be the way i want it to be!!!


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How true!!!


So simple, so true.... a person is a culmination of some thoughts, feelings, experiences, exposure..... each day adds something new to you... some people make an impression in your lives and some just pass by.... but each moment well spent adds something to you... makes a new you.... makes an "additional" you.... and then I meet you every morning, evening.... I talk to  you and disturb you during work :) and I fall for you.... all over again!!!!

Sunrays!!!


Piercing through the leaves of the trees, competing with the cool breeze, the rays touch.... heal... providing warmth.... and life!

Ladakh - A trip to remember!!!


@ Dal Lake, Srinagar, Beautiful town set inside a lake.... scenic, calm and peaceful..... boatman singing a Kashmiri song, hot pakoras  and chai.... floating vegetation.....floating shops and eateries.... must come back here again....

 @ en route to Leh via Kargill..... Sparkling tributaries, Mountains..... brown and white.... green and barren... hamlets, towns, museums, people so wonderful....breakfast - bread and chai..... a shepherd, his flock of sheep and goats ....all posing for a perfect score....  Jhelum’s rivulets, sometimes sparkling clean and sometimes muddy brown.... crossing the Rocky Mountains....  admiring their frown....



 
@Sindhu ghat....

@Hemis Festival, Hemis Monastary, Of museums, butter lamp house and prayer rooms....Of Buddha, Buddhists monks and kids.... Of dances, expressions and beats....
 
@Thiksey monastery, Altitude and peace, solitude and wind.....,A vast pan of fields, road and barren beauty.... as far as the eye can see.....

 @Shey Palace, Home to Maitrey Buddha and the wheel of life

 @Stok Museum, A different era, different belief, a     different culture..... What remains are its pieces....a window to the world afar....



@Chang la baba’s temple, the friendly Indian army and a hot cuppa of ginger chai....



A snowball on my co-travellers face, a smile for the camera...
@Pangong Tso
Unbelievably crystal blue.... salty.... clear..... peaceful..... and Brahmi ducks.... so beautiful.....Hot Maggie and chai.... a camera in one hand.... sitting on the edge of the lake....Tired of clicking away!!!!
Brahmi Ducks


@ Rohtang La
A drive into the clouds.... cold and frosty..... a bumpy road.... a hot makai in hand..... driving down to civilization..... away from the magnificence of the Himalayas..... away from the beautiful people and experiences....

Ladakh was a wonderfully enriching experience. I was awed by the magnificience of the Himalayas, its beauty, its culture, its people and its food.... Never felt anything like it... .right from Srinagar to Manali.... the multi colour mountains, the crystal clear tributaries and so much more... The best of this journey was the road....:) which took us through such wonderful terrain of green and barren mountains, arid vegetation, the flowing ice cold water, the ladakhi songs - which we didnt understand but enjoyed every bit of it.... the waving hands of other travellers on the road, acknowledging their presence.... just roaming aimlessly through the streets of Leh, the shop vendors selling their wares, eating momo and aloo ka parathas in the same lane.... walking... talking..... a culmination of cultures - foreign and local..... it was simply amazing.... returning back to Delhi, was a jolt to my senses which had got so familiar with Ladakh. And I know, I will come back again :)

The trip to Ladakh was the most beautiful days spent.... the magnificence of the Himalayas empowers you....the beauty enthralls you..... such much so that when you get back to 'Planet Earth' it feels unreal....

Books


 

I have met John Galt, princess of Arabia and her daughters...
I have met Jane, Twain, and lain under the sun...
I have met Tintin, Tinkle and Tarzen
I have been through the jungles and lived through Panchtantra
I have met kings of old and queens galore....
I have been through you, via you....to lands ashore....
I have seen lives unfold and stories re-told....
I have interpreted you....
I have understood you....
I have been interested...
I have been confused…
I have been bored....
I have loved your interpretations....
I have travelled through time....
I have been ... touched.... enlightened....
I have heard you in my mind....
I have sifted through your pages
I have talked to you.... 
My friend, my guide, my fellow traveller...for the coming ages..