My friend says...

My friend says, "I feel like calling you & talking to you"
Awesome! My friend feels like talking to me... woohoo!

Then she says, "And when I'm free and wanna talk to you, I jump on my bed and grab my phone"
I feel so awesome again. My friend, somewhere far away, is craving to talk to me, to listen to my not so soothing voice uttering nothing but senseless humor, almost making you feel why didn't I die before hearing this, but still...

She says, "And I search your contact as if I'm digging for gold"
I'm left speechless. Why isn't your phone smarter enough to sense my feelings? Why is it making you search me, wasting those fervently pious seconds I could live more by?"

And she says, "Woo! I gotcha finally"
You're only making me smile more...

She says, "And when I'm about to tap on your contact to connect with you, I suddenly go numb and stare blankly at my phone. I don't know what to talk."
Aaaaa what?

Let me take a deep breath. She says she doesn't know what to talk. I wish the tiny circuit in the memory cells of my phone witnessed some bits of binary data smoking away out of the phone...  & she was never to be seen again. I don't know what it means, but when I'm with my friends, we just talk. So be it nothing but shitty crap or those philosophies which have no meanings the next moment or jokes that make you cry rather laugh. But we talk. We talk nonsense. We talk pocket sciences. We talk booze. We talk biryani. We talk suttas. We talk powder. We talk chinimini. We talk hiking. We talk charity. We talk gyms. We talk muscles. We talk games of thrones. We talk avengers. We talk language. We talk bashing that fat dud in that other lane. We talk that bald teacher. We talk facebook. We talk that girl next door. But we talk. Yes, we do. Sometimes we ourselves don't know what we are talking, but we still do. But never ever in these silly & senseless moments, we ever had a second thought, "What are you talking Dude?"

We all are just another random than whatever we thought we were .
A random person, living nothing but a random life. Just like me, a random idiot. Talking to my friends randomly...and that's what we all are about...




A few weeks later...
She turned back again...

She says, "Hiiiii! I missed you so much. I feel like calling you & talking to you"
Hell yeah!

A random loner

A random swag

A random smile

A random walk

A random life

aJ

Reminiscence

Its' so hollow, so much deep, in my heart. I haven't forgotten those few minutes under that lamp, on that dilapidated street. Neither that last picture of you waving your hand, out of the glass window of that jitney. Well I did chase you when it zipped off. I had that glance either I was hankering for. That moment, it was me and only me, and the thrust, only to meet your eyes. But.

Life now is only a desert, endless, and hopeless. Time is not ready to move an inch, and my mind, tumbling here and there like a finch. 

I close my eyes, I see you. I open my eyes, I sense you. Be it my veins, be it my heart. Be it my reverie, be it my marvel.

You think you ebbed out of me. You think time is over. 

Ask me & I'd say 

"Never"

I'll wake up again. I'll search you again. I'll go all out of my heart & crave for you again. Be it that banyan tree, be it that chapel, be it that institution or be it that museum, again. 

So what if I don't find you there, but only pain. 

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I'll walk those streets and relive again...

Dauntless

Hermit

Void

Faraway

Buff

Intense

Unilluminated

Lone

Eloquent

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aJ

Wanderer

Wanderer! Yes I am.

Tying laces of my boots at 4 in the morning kick starts the adrenaline rush in my rather hopeless veins. Yes, I am going somewhere, maybe I have planned something. Perhaps its the same place I trudged the last time or maybe its a new door I'm knocking to. So what am I looking for into? Is it the woods? Is it that sand? Or those hard rocks? That dilapidated structure still withstanding merciless weather? Or the wrinkled epochs of the hamlet? Pithla-bhakri or varan-bhat? Mesmerizing landscapes? Or that hallowing sound of the wind?
Is it another silly moments with friends? Or that stress killing me each second the whole week? Is it the race of ego or is it that I wanna hit the summit first?
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I don't know. I'm a wanderer. I just wanna be there. And there. And again there. I'm aimless not hopeless. At times careless, but never senseless. Always breathless and my soul dauntless.

I still don't know what am I doing here, and I wonder I'd really know any day.

I'm just wandering.I am a wanderer.

God damn! A new challenge. Where's my backpack? My bottle, and that rope? You think I'm addicted? If that so, I am the Shiva and this is my dope.

I'm a wanderer.

Way to go..... 

(But where?)

Stand alone, stand hard

(Enough! Let me relax now) 

Perseverance

(Do hell with it. I can kill you with my looks)

Wavelength, undefined

(Are you kidding me?)

As Johnny Walker says, Keep walking

(Why didn't he say keep drinking?)

Freezing Fahrenheit

(Where did I lose my vodka?)

Paint me shadow

(And you painted me black!)

I am, a wanderer

(Actually, I am lost)

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Photo Courtesy: VB

It's been a great year. Craving for even energetic ahead. Wish you the same spirit.

K2 AJ VB

Random Edifices

Edifice.

The very shape in our grey matter. An off course crux of our thinking, our behavior and our perspectives.

No matter how many critics we ruffle against, we withstand it. We never let the strength of it undefined. At times maybe we invite some patch works, but rare is we give up on it.

So what if you think you are right, I ain't wrong either. Are you proving it? I'm still not wrong. You may gather thousands and millions more, I won't move an inch.  I may seem to you, a raging bull, and self, a soulful finch. Again. I ain't interested in who you are or what you think.

We all have uncanny edifices, no matter how much we deny we don't. The question is not if the edifices are right or wrong? Can the nature be ever wrong? You may think yes, maybe no. But, in the first place of itself, is the answer sought? ...an edifice again...
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Maybe a too much of a thought. :)

This is Anooj again and I'm delighted to share few of my naive photographic attempts.

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Spires of hope

Times gone by

Glitter, better than gold

People's heritage

As they say, "Pain is temporary, pride is forever"

Sliding roofs, gliding souls

Life comes in pipes

Faith is deep. Faith is rock. Faith is the way to go.

Game of  thrones

Never say die, twig

Well, this is what I could get out of me. Hope it was a treat. However, I'm that silly, stupid & nonchalant keeda who refuses to die. Will keep creeping up again.

Enjoy the time till then!

...aJ...

That Less Trodden Road

I like to take the road, less trodden. 

It keeps them at bay. The honking devils, the blinding gazes and that adulterated air. This path melts into the mystical calm my soul is seeking. It presents me a new life. Gives me another reason why it's so important to keep the clock running. It canvases the various shades of life, some to promise by and some to forget. But when I'm on it, the zeal never dies. Been, being and be are the only diction-ed verbs it calls out. Let it throw a glimpse before it runs out. The night comes out shouting, the day sleeps by. There I see the sun setting, there the hue cry. They say don't go, you don't know. You will get certainly lost. They say it's life, I say courage is the only cost.

Well it's been a long break and this time both Varsha (VB) & Anooj (aJ) are together raring to project few of their photographic escapades and emotions on road. As we are still learning, and we have long long way to go, it'd be amazing if you share your thoughts and suggestions besides relishing the treat.

Pebbled Up

(VB)

In the right direction 

(VB)

Screeching compact fluorescent lights

(aJ)

The vintage box of Maharashtra

(aJ)

Trudge

(VB)

I ain't moving

(aJ)

Am I the hotspot?

(VB)

You little! Where are you heading?

(VB)

Way to go... baby!

(VB)

Mirage! I know it & I'm still chasing it

(aJ)

Walk of nostalgia

(VB)

You pose I suppose

(VB)

On my way, God knows where

(VB)

Dude, you're wearing my color

(VB)

Lonely shades

(aJ)

I'm all set for my ultimate drift

(VB)

A road to nowhere

(aJ)

Exoneration ahead

(aJ)

This is it. It's time to zip-zap-zoom. Hope we could excite you. Even if not, we'll come back again. Till then you can take the road. 

Drive safe.

See you soon.

VB & aJ