The Road Not Taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear,
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I marked the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

---The Road Not Taken, Robert Frost

you are my miracle

It was a miracle. My heart quivered but somehow it didn't surprise me at all. I knew that you and I were meant to meet here because I felt as if I've known you for a long time. At that moment everything became all clear within me.

I learned what I turly seek for my lilfe as well as what I need to leave behind.

"Choosinng one path means abandoning others- if you try to follow every posible path you will end up following none."
---Paulo Coelho

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Back in Tokyo, I thought India was a twinkle of dream. But my spicy chai brought everything back to my floated mind and convinced me that I was there, with you.

you are beautiful

He was aleady a great salesman. He made me buy two sets of postcards for 80Rs but I think I paid those 80Rs more for his great persistence and charms than for postcards.

Jugnu, my auto-rickshaw driver in Agra. He always cared the back sheet and asked me " Are you okay?" When we were caught in a sudden rain he brought me a cup of warm chai.

School kids whom I met at Agra Fort. They curiously looked at my camera and asked me " Photo?"At the end, they waved to me forever.

I love to travel. Because it always reminds me how beautiful our humans are.

Drive to you

During the trip I travelled with auto-rickshaw (same as tuk-tuk) almost all the time. It was a cheap and convenient means of transportation in India and above all I could feel and see the life of people so close.

you stay with me

"Humans can withstand a week without water, two weeks without food, many years of homelessness, but not loneliness. It is the worst of all tortures, the worst of all sufferings"

----Eleven Minutes, Paulo Coelho

She embraces everything

Puja ceremony at Ganga River. It was magical, divine and out of the world.

Mother Ganga

There were only life, purity and goddness.

"Benares is older than history, older than tradition, older even than legend, and looks twice as old as all of them put together."

---Mark Twain

I heard you calling me.

I still vividly remember when my history teacher introduced us the story of taj mahal in high school. The story completely stole my heart and since then I'd dreamed of India for a long time but somehow always seeking for the right moment to visit there. Then this summer, I heard India calling me.

August 19 2010, late evening, I tenderly stepped my first foot in New Delhi.

Old Delhi from Jamma Masjid

View from the balconby of Humayun's Tomb

Main Bazaar, Pahar Ganji

Dust, noise, smell and just a crowd of people. Those are what struck me most in India.

And you know what. I miss them so much.

By the way I discovered my fav in India; Saunf.

I fell in love with the taste of exotica:).

Next up:Varanasi