This really is a reaction to what rathore has written today.....its literally an echo of what I was a few sundays back. A lonely bored guy with a light at the end of the tunnel or a silver lining in the otherwise grey cover of clouds to look forward to as rathore puts it ....But I am no more that guy, I have reached the light at the end of my tunnel and its not a freight train coming my way....but its the sun shining happily on me.
And today I can sit and reflect back on a conversation which rathore and myself had a few days back......about certain things in life that we love so much. This post was suppose to happen at least those many days back...but better late than never...at the least for this one thing. It started off with rathore posting me something like this....
"We were still 2 kms away from entering mahabaleshwar when a guy caught us near a checkpoint. He was a hotel owner (Actually, owner of 4 cottages). Although it was a little outside from the main town, we still decided to give it a chance as he was promising everything on earth for a paltry sum of 200 bucks!! The cottage was not bad at all. Everything except a TV was there and we were not bothered by its absence. After all who the hell was there to watch Kyonki saas bhi..!! By this time our asses were crying for mercy. We planned a short nap of 1 hr and fell on the bed in more or less same condition in which we entered the room."
...which I instantly recognized as the lines from one of his blogs about our journeys. And then another bit of an excerpt. And suddenly we were all nostalgic, reiterating the fondest of our trip memories in chronological , or not so chronological order . One thing led to another and for the umpteenth time we were talking about chucking up everything to become traveling journos for 'Travel and Living' and working as camera technicians for the Discovery channel. We have somehow stuffed the adventurer in us in a closet and every now and then we try and take the sneakiest of peaks at what is the best in us.....and bask in its glory. Who knows we someday might actually end up doing it or may be not. But whenever we are down and out...we can look back at those wonderful driving blogs, read them aloud and remember our days in the sun, out of the dingy light of this laptop.
Cheers to us rathore!!
And today I can sit and reflect back on a conversation which rathore and myself had a few days back......about certain things in life that we love so much. This post was suppose to happen at least those many days back...but better late than never...at the least for this one thing. It started off with rathore posting me something like this....
"We were still 2 kms away from entering mahabaleshwar when a guy caught us near a checkpoint. He was a hotel owner (Actually, owner of 4 cottages). Although it was a little outside from the main town, we still decided to give it a chance as he was promising everything on earth for a paltry sum of 200 bucks!! The cottage was not bad at all. Everything except a TV was there and we were not bothered by its absence. After all who the hell was there to watch Kyonki saas bhi..!! By this time our asses were crying for mercy. We planned a short nap of 1 hr and fell on the bed in more or less same condition in which we entered the room."
...which I instantly recognized as the lines from one of his blogs about our journeys. And then another bit of an excerpt. And suddenly we were all nostalgic, reiterating the fondest of our trip memories in chronological , or not so chronological order . One thing led to another and for the umpteenth time we were talking about chucking up everything to become traveling journos for 'Travel and Living' and working as camera technicians for the Discovery channel. We have somehow stuffed the adventurer in us in a closet and every now and then we try and take the sneakiest of peaks at what is the best in us.....and bask in its glory. Who knows we someday might actually end up doing it or may be not. But whenever we are down and out...we can look back at those wonderful driving blogs, read them aloud and remember our days in the sun, out of the dingy light of this laptop.
Cheers to us rathore!!
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