Sangamitra express - 12295
26-11-2014 - 9:30 A.M, Bangalore
My stomach was on an unusual strike and I wasn't feeling good. Dragged myself till the train, somehow, and finally sat comfortably, telling myself, 'You okie, You okie!'.
The train touched four different states, Karnataka, Tamil Nadu, Andra Pradesh and Maharastra, finally. We(Me, Mamatha, Gowdru, Bujji, Pavvi) weren't upset about this at all (Sarcasm). We had fun, shared a lot of good moments, ate throughout the journey and saw many new things( including the rest room of the train :P). Also saw a beautiful bunch of birds flying together and making some interesting art while they flew making the bright soothing setting Sun to console.
The night was inky black,
The stars were out to play,
The wind picked up the rhythm of night!
How strange, the World that saw the fiercest battles, stayed calm!
27-11-2014 - 5:40 A.M, Chandrapur railway station.
We hurriedly packed our baggage and got down at the Chandrapur railway station. After settling inside the waiting lounge , so clean that I could see myself on the mirror-shining and sparkling floor, we waited for Raghu- from the inquisitive explorer, to pick us to the resort.
As I sat on the bench alongside the railway track, keeping my ears busy with music, my eyes caught sight of a huge family( I presume) of street dancers walking from the rear end. They looked shabby and carried huge luggage which equipped their living.
They are weak, they say,
nothing special nor new,
Their abilities are far from few,
But little do they know,
their abilities are from the belief in their potential.
When a blind can hit a target with an arrow,
he can do whatever he wants.
So is each one of us!
While I kept thinking all this, time just flew and soon it was 11:00 AM. We were escorted by raghu to the resort.
Wait a minute, how can I forget, "The tripod". Gowdru, during our journey in train, boasted off! - "I have a tripod, I will shoot stars in time-lapse". But The tripod liked the train journey so much that, it did not want to join Gowdru. He forgot his tripod in the train, which by now has seen a time-lapse of around 10 days :P
After a series of stupid questions to Raghav during the travel from rialway station to the resort, we freshened and after lunch, we were ready with our gears, for the first ever safari, I would experience.
The forest was thick, green and dry. It resembled truly me!
It was dim and bright, colorful flowers immersed in greenish leaves waved in the wind of thoughts.
Shadows resembled memories, which appear and disappear in a splash. As we speeded through the jungle, I danced as the breeze of time played.
Possessed in me is the beauty, mildness, fitfulness, wildness, sadness and terror of the jungle. ( :P )
The Sun sparkled golden light every where as it said good-bye to us and we returned with just spotting the pug marks and listening to the never ending drooling stories from Raghav.
28-11-2014 - Morning : Two safaris and yet no sight of the beast, but the wait for the next safari and stories from the dining hall from other visitors and hummmm the drooling stories yet again from Raghav.
28-11-2014 - Evening : Re-telecast of the episode from morning! But with a different seating arrangement to win the evil gods :P
29-11-2014 : Something told me it was today. Something inside yapped continuously it is very close to you, I could hear it whisper. Morning safari, was a failure with respect to spotting, but always a different mood to watch the jungle. It looked new every-time I entered the jungle, so much to learn, so much to observe and so much to get inspired.
And the climax:
After lunch, the evening safari with some changes in the seating positions in the gipsy. The first one and a half hour was nothing but the jungle with some calls here and there from Sambar and barking deer (like in earlier safaris too) which I sort of was used to ignoring.
I asked the setting Sun about you,
asked the breeze, the twigs, the birds, the monkeys and the mud about you,
Dear love, without seeing you , I am relentlessly praying for the slightest sight of you.
Just once! only once!
At Pandarpouni : 5:30 P.M
I was yawning when Ismail shouted, "Tiger! Tiger!". I pinched myself to realize it wasn't a dream. There she was from behind the trees on the adjoining parallel road walking like a beauty of terror.
Ravi speed-ed towards her so fast, the the second blink of my eye I was there right before her.
She looked like an angel, walking calmly alongside many gipsy's carrying visitors who were trying to shoot her in burst mode.
For a minute she walked towards the jungle from the road, I felt she was angry with us. She looked at the jungle, looked at the gipsys, heard my voice and walked back towards me. It felt as though she was listening to me talk and whisper to her. Of all the gipsys she chose the gipsy we rode and showed her every angle for almost close to 20 minutes.
All the did was observe and make an attempt to look into her eyes.
In my life of darkeness, dullness and distress
came like a lightning - MAYA, the beauty, so adorable.
She appeared before me like a goddess,
in those moments of despair and disappointment.
Amidst those gipsys, when she walked gracefully towards me,
a meaningless void stuck me, which shook my arms and limbs.
As I try to gaze into her extremely beautiful eyes,
the stares into my eyes you gave, are one of the biggest treasures I hold.
Kiss me from your lips, so that I become all yours,
I would love to be all those million pieces scattered all over the place,
over your sacred life - Dear Maya.
Please don't wake me up from this dream I am living, please don't!
Binocs, gipsy, and a Tigress to look at, and a chocolate to celebrate with friends, a perfect Saturday evening :)
The rest of the story at Tadoba ....... never mind! Who cares!
The train was supposed to arrive at chandrapur at 9:00 PM on 30th. It arrived at 2:30 PM. But the sleep on the platform balanced this wait for me, but Mamta waited like an owl, watching all of us sleep.
As we settled in the train we slept. The next day morning was fresh and satisfying. The journey back was filled with a lot of memories from my trip. As I happened to look back at everything, I was stuck by the sight of a little sister and her brother in the same compartment of out seats. While their mother slept on the berth, they managed to settle in the corner of that berth. The brother so loving and caring and the sister so adorable and cute. While they shared their eateries and spent time gazing at the window, it reminded me of my loving brother who must be busy sleeping and loitering. But yet he is the biggest gifts I have in my life. Love ya brother.
The blog becomes incomplete without Thanking all my friends who have supported me and bared my nonsense during the trip :P
Without failing to mention, darling Mamata. Thankyou so so much for all the care and warmth. I still say, there is lots one can learn from every five minutes of time spent with you. Thankyou for being there.
Voila! Whata trip! Whata sighting! :)
26-11-2014 - 9:30 A.M, Bangalore
My stomach was on an unusual strike and I wasn't feeling good. Dragged myself till the train, somehow, and finally sat comfortably, telling myself, 'You okie, You okie!'.
The train touched four different states, Karnataka, Tamil Nadu, Andra Pradesh and Maharastra, finally. We(Me, Mamatha, Gowdru, Bujji, Pavvi) weren't upset about this at all (Sarcasm). We had fun, shared a lot of good moments, ate throughout the journey and saw many new things( including the rest room of the train :P). Also saw a beautiful bunch of birds flying together and making some interesting art while they flew making the bright soothing setting Sun to console.
The night was inky black,
The stars were out to play,
The wind picked up the rhythm of night!
How strange, the World that saw the fiercest battles, stayed calm!
27-11-2014 - 5:40 A.M, Chandrapur railway station.
We hurriedly packed our baggage and got down at the Chandrapur railway station. After settling inside the waiting lounge , so clean that I could see myself on the mirror-shining and sparkling floor, we waited for Raghu- from the inquisitive explorer, to pick us to the resort.
As I sat on the bench alongside the railway track, keeping my ears busy with music, my eyes caught sight of a huge family( I presume) of street dancers walking from the rear end. They looked shabby and carried huge luggage which equipped their living.
They are weak, they say,
nothing special nor new,
Their abilities are far from few,
But little do they know,
their abilities are from the belief in their potential.
When a blind can hit a target with an arrow,
he can do whatever he wants.
So is each one of us!
While I kept thinking all this, time just flew and soon it was 11:00 AM. We were escorted by raghu to the resort.
Wait a minute, how can I forget, "The tripod". Gowdru, during our journey in train, boasted off! - "I have a tripod, I will shoot stars in time-lapse". But The tripod liked the train journey so much that, it did not want to join Gowdru. He forgot his tripod in the train, which by now has seen a time-lapse of around 10 days :P
After a series of stupid questions to Raghav during the travel from rialway station to the resort, we freshened and after lunch, we were ready with our gears, for the first ever safari, I would experience.
The forest was thick, green and dry. It resembled truly me!
It was dim and bright, colorful flowers immersed in greenish leaves waved in the wind of thoughts.
Shadows resembled memories, which appear and disappear in a splash. As we speeded through the jungle, I danced as the breeze of time played.
Possessed in me is the beauty, mildness, fitfulness, wildness, sadness and terror of the jungle. ( :P )
The Sun sparkled golden light every where as it said good-bye to us and we returned with just spotting the pug marks and listening to the never ending drooling stories from Raghav.
28-11-2014 - Morning : Two safaris and yet no sight of the beast, but the wait for the next safari and stories from the dining hall from other visitors and hummmm the drooling stories yet again from Raghav.
28-11-2014 - Evening : Re-telecast of the episode from morning! But with a different seating arrangement to win the evil gods :P
29-11-2014 : Something told me it was today. Something inside yapped continuously it is very close to you, I could hear it whisper. Morning safari, was a failure with respect to spotting, but always a different mood to watch the jungle. It looked new every-time I entered the jungle, so much to learn, so much to observe and so much to get inspired.
And the climax:
After lunch, the evening safari with some changes in the seating positions in the gipsy. The first one and a half hour was nothing but the jungle with some calls here and there from Sambar and barking deer (like in earlier safaris too) which I sort of was used to ignoring.
I asked the setting Sun about you,
asked the breeze, the twigs, the birds, the monkeys and the mud about you,
Dear love, without seeing you , I am relentlessly praying for the slightest sight of you.
Just once! only once!
At Pandarpouni : 5:30 P.M
I was yawning when Ismail shouted, "Tiger! Tiger!". I pinched myself to realize it wasn't a dream. There she was from behind the trees on the adjoining parallel road walking like a beauty of terror.
Ravi speed-ed towards her so fast, the the second blink of my eye I was there right before her.
She looked like an angel, walking calmly alongside many gipsy's carrying visitors who were trying to shoot her in burst mode.
For a minute she walked towards the jungle from the road, I felt she was angry with us. She looked at the jungle, looked at the gipsys, heard my voice and walked back towards me. It felt as though she was listening to me talk and whisper to her. Of all the gipsys she chose the gipsy we rode and showed her every angle for almost close to 20 minutes.
All the did was observe and make an attempt to look into her eyes.
In my life of darkeness, dullness and distress
came like a lightning - MAYA, the beauty, so adorable.
She appeared before me like a goddess,
in those moments of despair and disappointment.
Amidst those gipsys, when she walked gracefully towards me,
a meaningless void stuck me, which shook my arms and limbs.
As I try to gaze into her extremely beautiful eyes,
the stares into my eyes you gave, are one of the biggest treasures I hold.
Kiss me from your lips, so that I become all yours,
I would love to be all those million pieces scattered all over the place,
over your sacred life - Dear Maya.
Please don't wake me up from this dream I am living, please don't!
Binocs, gipsy, and a Tigress to look at, and a chocolate to celebrate with friends, a perfect Saturday evening :)
The rest of the story at Tadoba ....... never mind! Who cares!
The train was supposed to arrive at chandrapur at 9:00 PM on 30th. It arrived at 2:30 PM. But the sleep on the platform balanced this wait for me, but Mamta waited like an owl, watching all of us sleep.
As we settled in the train we slept. The next day morning was fresh and satisfying. The journey back was filled with a lot of memories from my trip. As I happened to look back at everything, I was stuck by the sight of a little sister and her brother in the same compartment of out seats. While their mother slept on the berth, they managed to settle in the corner of that berth. The brother so loving and caring and the sister so adorable and cute. While they shared their eateries and spent time gazing at the window, it reminded me of my loving brother who must be busy sleeping and loitering. But yet he is the biggest gifts I have in my life. Love ya brother.
The blog becomes incomplete without Thanking all my friends who have supported me and bared my nonsense during the trip :P
Without failing to mention, darling Mamata. Thankyou so so much for all the care and warmth. I still say, there is lots one can learn from every five minutes of time spent with you. Thankyou for being there.
Voila! Whata trip! Whata sighting! :)
