My fondness for travel, music and friends

To acknowledge how splendid my passion for travel, music and friends is, I actually monitored my actions and sampled few days out my life. What I have found is, that I really need to write about it.

Last week, I came to know to about what common I did on each day. Almost every day I woke up with the thought that I am going to Bangalore on 10th July. It is rejuvenating, thrilling and sometimes filled with anxiety. Why? All because I am gonna be with my friends I love. More aptly my “Bache”. MPRS!

And the very next moment, I go little sad. How come? I may have to most probably skip the trip for leh this year. Now this sadness is twofold. Not only I will skip my travel to leh, I also had to indirectly choose my friend’s ‘choice’. I don’t go, Amit won’t as well. Well passion for travel is a seed he’s sown into me. (Oops, excuse sounds horrible). Choices made aren’t personal all the times.

Reaching office, what's the first thing I do when I get there? No not wish ppl around. I log on to my gtalk. See my gmail. All these are the signs that I want to have a look at my friends list first. I should not miss talking to someone , should they logoff the next moment. Then roam around for 20 mins around office meeting up my close colleagues. Complete the “waddup” morning series.

After chatting, I open my media player. Choose a play list according to the mood. Set the gtalk status to ‘currently playing track’!

Rest of the day is my job. This is how outline of my weekdays looks.

Travel, something that is perfectly coherent to my trait ‘on the move’. But other than that, travel brings a lot more out of me. Inquiry as to why I travel so much and what exactly I enjoy, is what I would like to share here.

I have traveled desert (jaisalmer) and beaches but I crave for high mountains.

Mountains secluded from people.I really thank almighty to have me born here in this country which has the gift of Himalayas. I am in love with them.

What it gives me is joy of being alone, joy of feeling majestic, and joy of feeling so ‘insignificant’ on this planet. It’s so exhilarating,. Its the beauty that doesn’t exist without u being actually there. It comes alive only when you are there. I can write about places, their beauty and the extraordinary charisma, but it’s not at all close to reality until u are there. However in coming time I plan to write travelogues.

Joy of being away from the maddening crowd is very unusual for me to digest. I have never understood as to how an extrovert, people-people person be in love with aloneness.

I have a constant dialogue to myself whenever I get uneasy, and that’s ‘leave me alone’. And then I run away from the maddening crowd. Suddenly I want to drown into aloneness. There is lot of joy in this state of being. Some would associate it with sadness, but it’s exactly opposite. I get all the powerful insights and wellness to ‘live’, all in the moments I enjoy only with myself.

Being alone and by myself is source of my traveling to mountains. Another feeling I enjoy in travel is the feeling of being insignificant. What I am , what I have, what I have lost, and all that I am coping up is not ‘it’. I am 'some one' who’s a creature one in millions and millions, on a planet which itself is one among millions of stars!. So why worry? What's all this complaining and all the worry, and all those thwarted expectations all about? Nothing!

I just sit and see how insignificant I am are in front of that ice caped mountain, that river flowing for thousand years, the rock bending at an angle , hanging beautifully for over hundred of years. Feels like u have made it to heaven, just by saying “this is it”! For many of the places, I have a music piece, or a line from a song to associate with it.

Continuing with my passions, my passion for music.I believe everybody has a form art which is close to them. A form which helps them relate, discover, express and soothe the mind . For me that piece of art is music. The rhythms, the hymns and the lyrics, all of them contribute to my passion for music.

There’s a language required for a living. Without a language, we wouldn’t call this ‘life’! I see music as a language, an ancillary one, which transforms expression in to a magical formation.

In office I spend all day coding with music in background, I can’t even drive without music, in restaurants music makes up majority of the ambience, and music makes up the evening click more than the food! And, all this while writing, I had my headphones with the music on.

I enjoy the beats of Jon Bonham, the hymns and silence in Floyd’s pieces. I enjoy strumming and guitaring of Clapton and the likes. Particularly Clapton and Knopfler take me to a state of enjoying every string they strum, feet tapping, trying to talk about the mood they infuse.

Floyd gives a feeling of bliss. Absolute bliss. Everything else is relative! A blog on floyd is on my list, as a dedication.Going beyond classical rock genre, I enjoy ghazals, mohd rafi, kishore, Sinatra, and the Punjabi stylish foot thumpers. It’s just got to be good music.

It’s sometimes the trance and percussion, sometimes the pure magical spell of lyrics, sometimes the enigma of an abstract thought and sometimes it's just the pure echo of the instruments. Music runs into the veins , and so it starts to reflect on face , the speech and even on the state of being with myself.

I would love to share my taste here, my favourite lines, and the music pieces. But that will make this too extended.

next ...more of music and friends :)