tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19203709587343472722024-03-05T23:05:22.341+09:00tiny travellerLove generously, Praise loudly, Live fullyMihirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15647122681928720880noreply@blogger.comBlogger134125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920370958734347272.post-15759233336398518132012-01-09T17:20:00.004+09:002012-01-09T18:48:49.022+09:00still unanswered but<p align="center"><a title="DH000115-2 by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/6657534807/"><img alt="DH000115-2" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7153/6657534807_de6355f6d1_z.jpg" width="427" height="640" /></a><p align="left">Throughout my journey in Nepal, I witnessed and went past many people, including both Nepalis and foreign backpackers, who are making their dreams/hopes come true. Some of them are living in a situation which is comparatively difficult than mine but they were still trying to live the life which they wish to live. It wasn't all about being "successful", but finding much more satisfaction and appreciation in what they have.<br /><br />I also had a feeling of gulit everytime I came back from the countries which are less developed than mine. I was always feeling coufused and trying to find how I should stand in my society after seeing many difficult situations in such countries although I was hardly making any effort to change something in my life, to my shame.<br /><p align="left">The trip in Nepal, however, has given me a hint for that question; I should simply appreciate the life and society I live in, not asking for too much of anything, but live the best of what I can with what I have. This may sound pretty ordinary but I feel that I finally understood it with true feeling for the first time.<p align="center">「心の外に理はなく、心の外に物はない。すべては心の中にある。」 <p align="center">自分自身が人生そのもの、世界だということ。 <br /><p align="center">ひとつ踏み出して、またひとつ確信した。<br /><div align="center"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/392/04267DF6FDF0DE3F0FD3583FC4BC0547.png" width="130" height="82" /> </div>Mihirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15647122681928720880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920370958734347272.post-29603041770387058682012-01-09T17:05:00.005+09:002012-01-09T17:20:31.807+09:00Fill me up until the last, India<p align="center"><a title="DH000009 by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/6657528241/"><img alt="DH000009" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7173/6657528241_c06dea831a_b.jpg" width="1024" height="683" /></a><br /><br /><br /><p align="center"><a title="DH000026-3 by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/6657528849/"><img alt="DH000026-3" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7152/6657528849_d8a5fce7b0_z.jpg" width="640" height="427" /></a><br /><em>Dhobi Ghat, Mumbai in India</em><br /><div align="center"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/392/04267DF6FDF0DE3F0FD3583FC4BC0547.png" width="130" height="82" /> </div>Mihirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15647122681928720880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920370958734347272.post-22531530424839699652012-01-09T16:40:00.005+09:002012-01-09T17:02:45.363+09:00On the bus, 90 minutes<p align="center"><a title="DH000112-2 by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/6657534431/"><img alt="DH000112-2" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7013/6657534431_fe228d5b1a_z.jpg" width="640" height="427" /></a><p align="center"><a title="DH000114-2 by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/6657534657/"><img alt="DH000114-2" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7015/6657534657_357b1c3eb7_z.jpg" width="427" height="640" /></a><br /><p align="center"><a title="DH000105-1 by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/6657534007/"><img alt="DH000105-1" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7023/6657534007_562c7c9958_z.jpg" width="640" height="427" /></a><br /><p align="center"><a title="DH000102 by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/6657533669/"><img alt="DH000102" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7007/6657533669_83c31d932a_z.jpg" width="640" height="427" /></a><br /><p align="center"><a title="DH000111-2 by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/6657534187/"><img alt="DH000111-2" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7023/6657534187_ea24a8bc91_z.jpg" width="427" height="640" /></a><br /><p align="center"><a title="DH000108 by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/6657533855/"><img alt="DH000108" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7142/6657533855_51a60c8106_z.jpg" width="640" height="427" /></a><br /><p align="center"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/392/04267DF6FDF0DE3F0FD3583FC4BC0547.png" width="130" height="82" /></p>Mihirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15647122681928720880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920370958734347272.post-22702294203151133922012-01-09T16:37:00.003+09:002012-01-09T16:44:14.139+09:00<p align="center"><a title="DH000087-3 by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/6657590933/"><img alt="DH000087-3" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7170/6657590933_0f1fe894bf_b.jpg" width="1024" height="683" /></a><br /><br /><div align="center"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/392/04267DF6FDF0DE3F0FD3583FC4BC0547.png" width="130" height="82" /> </div>Mihirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15647122681928720880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920370958734347272.post-19608192059780018392012-01-09T16:08:00.004+09:002012-01-09T16:34:56.444+09:00<p align="center"><a title="DH000083-2 by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/6657515437/"><img alt="DH000083-2" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7004/6657515437_cfc47e3fb8_z.jpg" width="427" height="640" /></a><br /><br />"Let there be spaces in your togetherness, and let the winds of the heavens dance between you Love one another,but make not a bond of love<br />Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls<br />Give your hearts,<br />but not into each others' keeping<br />For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts<br />And stand together yet not too near together<br />For the pillars of the temple stand apart,and the oak tree<br />and the cypress grow not in each others' shadow " <p align="center">— Khalil Gibran<br /><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/392/04267DF6FDF0DE3F0FD3583FC4BC0547.png" width="130" height="82" /></p>Mihirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15647122681928720880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920370958734347272.post-12537316106979132712012-01-09T15:59:00.001+09:002012-01-09T16:07:46.463+09:00Pashupatinath<p align="center"><a title="DH000084 by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/6657532071/"><img alt="DH000084" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7031/6657532071_2c8df51064_z.jpg" width="427" height="640" /></a><br /><p align="center"><a title="DH000093-2 by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/6657532263/"><img alt="DH000093-2" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7173/6657532263_8078689c49_z.jpg" width="427" height="640" /></a><br /><p align="center"><a title="DH000083-3 by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/6657531479/"><img alt="DH000083-3" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7169/6657531479_f6f197916e_z.jpg" width="427" height="640" /></a><br /><div align="center"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/392/04267DF6FDF0DE3F0FD3583FC4BC0547.png" width="130" height="82" /> </div>Mihirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15647122681928720880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920370958734347272.post-43909729677546219882012-01-09T15:43:00.005+09:002012-01-09T15:50:48.287+09:00Nagarkot, 31 December<a title="DH000117-2 by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/6657526655/"><img alt="DH000117-2" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7004/6657526655_d461735235_b.jpg" width="1024" height="683" /></a><br /><p align="center"><a title="DH000001-2 by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/6657519107/"><img alt="DH000001-2" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7175/6657519107_48bdb8b1b7_z.jpg" width="640" height="427" /></a></p><br /><div align="center"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/392/04267DF6FDF0DE3F0FD3583FC4BC0547.png" width="130" height="82" /> </div>Mihirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15647122681928720880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920370958734347272.post-43608012833181474492012-01-09T15:36:00.001+09:002012-01-09T15:40:23.869+09:00<p align="center"><a title="DH000127-2 by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/6657527297/"><img alt="DH000127-2" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7025/6657527297_750890d5a5_z.jpg" width="640" height="427" /></a><br /><br /><div align="center"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/392/04267DF6FDF0DE3F0FD3583FC4BC0547.png" width="130" height="82" /> </div>Mihirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15647122681928720880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920370958734347272.post-72521535319552731162012-01-09T15:08:00.003+09:002012-01-09T15:59:07.128+09:00Hold me tight when I get home<p align="left"><a title="DH000083 by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/6657512329/"><img alt="DH000083" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7152/6657512329_a34959cd2e_b.jpg" width="1024" height="683" /></a><br /><p align="center"><a title="DH000004-3 by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/6665286833/"><img alt="DH000004-3" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7002/6665286833_5e5e20a2b1_z.jpg" width="640" height="427" /></a><br /><p align="center"><a title="DH000029-2 by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/6657513979/"><img alt="DH000029-2" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7157/6657513979_0f39ec9851_z.jpg" width="640" height="458" /></a><br /><div align="center"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/392/04267DF6FDF0DE3F0FD3583FC4BC0547.png" width="130" height="82" /> </div>Mihirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15647122681928720880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920370958734347272.post-29958144505041660112012-01-09T12:43:00.004+09:002012-01-09T15:02:32.114+09:00turning<p align="center"><a title="DH000031 by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/6657509961/"><img alt="DH000031" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7014/6657509961_493be880fb_z.jpg" width="640" height="427" /></a></p><p align="left">I didn't expect that I could fly again within the year. Afterglow of summer in Rajasthan was still holding some parts of myself in India, and most surprisingly I almost felt no euphoric feeling this time which used to be overflowing from my heart every time I set out for new destination. It is quite sad to acknowledge this fact but I just want to believe that it is because my life has become much more close to the world, or it has indeed become a part of me.<br /><p align="left">Feeling that change in my passion, however, I've slowly begun to understand how fragile and volatile our feelings are. Even what I had been thinking as my most passion cannot stay as the same. Honestly I'm so scared to witness that in me but at the same time I'm more and more gaining trust in my own will because I knew that one's will can even give a permanence to ephemerals.<br /><p align="left">so I left for Nepal.<br /><div align="center"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/392/04267DF6FDF0DE3F0FD3583FC4BC0547.png" width="130" height="82" /> </div>Mihirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15647122681928720880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920370958734347272.post-15818088985457927872011-09-11T14:46:00.004+09:002011-09-11T15:52:02.945+09:00maybe it is more than "blue city"<div align="center"><a title="way to the Clock Tower2 by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/6105943335/"><img alt="way to the Clock Tower2" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6197/6105943335_470f091db1_b.jpg" width="1024" height="683" /></a><br /><br />Near Clock Tower, Jodhpur,<br /><br /><a title="a cup of spicy tea by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/6108423501/"><img alt="a cup of spicy tea" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6201/6108423501_d92592a9bc_z.jpg" width="640" height="427" /></a><br /><br /><a title="bluecitydefort by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/6105298762/"><img alt="bluecitydefort" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6088/6105298762_8766a7de8f_z.jpg" width="640" height="427" /></a><br /><p align="center"><a title="painting by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/6108370049/"><img alt="painting" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6200/6108370049_7afaf04baf_z.jpg" width="640" height="427" /></a></p><br /><div align="center"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/392/04267DF6FDF0DE3F0FD3583FC4BC0547.png" width="130" height="82" /> </div></div>Mihirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15647122681928720880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920370958734347272.post-20094127460901906242011-09-11T13:59:00.005+09:002011-09-11T14:14:25.080+09:00glow in your eyes<p align="center"><a title="kids9 by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/6134807209/"><img alt="kids9" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6175/6134807209_45c1834bf6_z.jpg" width="640" height="427" /></a><br /><a title="kids15 by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/6135372884/"><img alt="kids15" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6193/6135372884_344f4d58e5_z.jpg" width="640" height="427" /></a><br /><a title="kids12 by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/6135367076/"><img alt="kids12" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6078/6135367076_0d726a3775_z.jpg" width="640" height="427" /></a><br /><a title="kids4 by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/6105970551/"><img alt="kids4" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6071/6105970551_a7410acc0a_z.jpg" width="640" height="427" /></a><br /><a title="kids10 by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/6105966811/"><img alt="kids10" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6193/6105966811_3005f8c619_z.jpg" width="640" height="427" /></a><br /><div align="center"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/392/04267DF6FDF0DE3F0FD3583FC4BC0547.png" width="130" height="82" /> </div>Mihirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15647122681928720880noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920370958734347272.post-90539214911173113292011-09-11T12:05:00.004+09:002011-09-11T13:31:50.038+09:00I return to your arms<p align="left"><a title="rooftop2 by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/6135122776/"><img alt="rooftop2" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6190/6135122776_9d48d4426f_b.jpg" width="1024" height="683" /></a><br />Sunset time, in Blue City, Jodhpur. Sound of <em>Adhan</em> calm down the hustle of the day and the city gradually gets back its divinity.<br /></p><br /><div align="center"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/392/04267DF6FDF0DE3F0FD3583FC4BC0547.png" width="130" height="82" /> </div>Mihirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15647122681928720880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920370958734347272.post-59999314579026937302011-09-10T20:57:00.004+09:002011-09-10T23:26:37.387+09:00bejeweled<p align="center"><a title="beautiful eyes3 by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/6132837964/"><img alt="beautiful eyes3" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6202/6132837964_bac8a7389f_z.jpg" width="640" height="427" /></a><br />Indian women are amazingly fashionable. Needless to say about their beautiful and colorful Saris, a lot of women wear gorgeous necklace,bracelet,anklet on a daily basis. I always wonder how they manage cleaning, washing and cooking by being dressed in such fancy way.<br /><br /><a title="Lady's must do7 by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/6132826152/"><img alt="Lady's must do7" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6090/6132826152_0872f6c66a_z.jpg" width="640" height="427" /></a><br />Fashion is women's universal interest.<br /><br /><a title="color in life3 by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/6132807604/"><img alt="color in life3" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6165/6132807604_07c3be3ca9_z.jpg" width="640" height="427" /></a><br /><br /><a title="Lady's must do6 by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/6132814746/"><img alt="Lady's must do6" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6175/6132814746_2fb97bc5cb_z.jpg" width="640" height="427" /></a> <br /><p align="center"><img alt="beautiful eyes2" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6168/6132837926_26692166ec_z.jpg" width="640" height="427" /></p><p align="center">Culture and ethnicity can never be separated from a person's beauty. Each culture has their own charms and beauties which cannot be found anywhere else in the world.<br /><br />Indians are beautiful because they shine in their own way. So are Japanese.<br /><br />Globalization sometimes make us forget to appreciate the beauty of each culture, but what I witnessed in lural India proved that true beauty lives in their own blood.<br /><br />This is completely my selfish hope, but I really wish that Indian women dressed in a same way even in 20 years. Not in T-shirts and jeans please.<br /><br /><div align="center"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/392/04267DF6FDF0DE3F0FD3583FC4BC0547.png" width="130" height="82" /> </div>Mihirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15647122681928720880noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920370958734347272.post-74530943384447208972011-09-10T19:30:00.004+09:002011-09-10T20:26:54.309+09:00where are women?<p align="left"><a title="Jodhpur station2 by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/6108990608/"><img alt="Jodhpur station2" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6077/6108990608_b690ec143f_b.jpg" width="1024" height="730" /></a><br />One of the mysteries you encounter in India at the early stage of your trip is that there are many more men out in the street but not so many women. Station, downtown and normally anywhere in the city street is occupied with men, men and men. From what I saw, maybe not so much in Delhi, but it was indeed very obvious in local city.<br /><br /><a title="Jodhpur sation3 by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/6132710802/"><img alt="Jodhpur sation3" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6184/6132710802_7c57c242c1_b.jpg" width="1024" height="683" /></a><br />In fact, in India sex-selective abortion is still carried out because of the conventional preference for sons due to cultural views of daughters as financial burdens largely because of the dowries required before marriage. It has led to huge imbalances between male and female population and study even says that in 20 years there will be 20% more men than women in India. </p><br /><br /><p align="center"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/392/04267DF6FDF0DE3F0FD3583FC4BC0547.png" width="130" height="82" /><br /></p>Mihirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15647122681928720880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920370958734347272.post-42497729704819511662011-09-10T17:34:00.004+09:002011-09-10T18:00:08.303+09:00On the train, Jaipur to Jodhpur<p align="center"><a title="tiny eyes3 by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/6132551844/"><img alt="tiny eyes3" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6200/6132551844_628e4ca4e6_z.jpg" width="640" height="427" /></a></p><br /><p align="center"><a title="tiny eyes2 by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/6131991223/"><img alt="tiny eyes2" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6069/6131991223_7ebf2cd2fa_z.jpg" width="640" height="427" /></a></p><br /><p align="center"><a title="tiny eyes4 by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/6132004223/"><img alt="tiny eyes4" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6157/6132004223_b1f9ecfb7b_z.jpg" width="640" height="427" /></a></p><br /><p align="center"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/392/04267DF6FDF0DE3F0FD3583FC4BC0547.png" width="130" height="82" /> </p>Mihirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15647122681928720880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920370958734347272.post-73195482334929435322011-09-10T15:30:00.008+09:002011-09-10T18:01:15.926+09:00Ithaca<p align="center"><a title="Jaipur sky-2 by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/6131805579/"><img alt="Jaipur sky-2" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6071/6131805579_04c06f9ec8_b.jpg" width="1024" height="660" /></a> </p><br /><p align="center"><br /><a title="birds2 by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/6132396568/"><img alt="birds2" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6157/6132396568_3d8b7c94ae_z.jpg" width="640" height="427" /></a></p><br /><p align="center"><br /><a title="Sky at Blue City-2 by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/6132396596/"><img alt="Sky at Blue City-2" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6062/6132396596_123cc7804d_z.jpg" width="640" height="399" /></a><br /><br />Always keep Ithaca in your mind.<br />To arrive there is your ultimate goal.<br />But do not hurry the voyage at all.<br />It is better to let it last for many years;<br />and to anchor at the island when you are old,<br />rich with all you have gained on the way,<br />not expecting that Ithaca will offer you riches.<br /><br />Ithaca has given you the beautiful voyage.<br />Without her you would have never set out on the road.<br />She has nothing more to give you.<br />And if you find her poor, Ithaca has not deceived you.<br />Wise as you have become, with so much experience,<br />you must already have understood what Ithacas mean.<br /><br />---<em> Ithaca,Constantine Cavafy</em> ---</p><br /><br /><p align="center"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/392/04267DF6FDF0DE3F0FD3583FC4BC0547.png" width="130" height="82" /> </p>Mihirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15647122681928720880noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920370958734347272.post-58615561570353370002011-09-10T11:44:00.005+09:002011-09-10T23:32:17.328+09:00*******<p align="center"><a title="wall painting4-2 by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/6132297010/"><img alt="wall painting4-2" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6164/6132297010_c4f891aa0a_z.jpg" width="640" height="427" /></a><br /><br /><p align="center">Travelling is my most passion. I'd always love to pursuit something which hasn't discovered yet in my life. Like we never truly understand how warm the inside of your house is in winter unless you experience the snowstorm outside, one can only learn his/her true-self by crossing the unknown. So I keep travelling, and that is why I don't hesitate to set my foot into the country where I have to muster out 10 times of my normal energy just to get on to the right train.<br /><br />India wasn't always kind to me this time either. The journey was all about wandering away from my initial itinerary. From some point, however, I've started embracing what was happening in front of me instead of trying to fix it all.<br /><br />An Indian friend often referred to the word without any doubt.<br />" You know, it's <em>karma, destiny</em>." </p><br /><br /><p align="center"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/392/04267DF6FDF0DE3F0FD3583FC4BC0547.png" width="130" height="82" /> </p>Mihirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15647122681928720880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920370958734347272.post-47233815604064334192011-03-01T22:14:00.001+09:002011-03-01T22:14:36.427+09:00Vanity Fair<p align="left"><a title="036-2 by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/5479264480/"><img alt="036-2" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5020/5479264480_cf2e9363c4_b.jpg" width="1024" height="683" /></a></p><p align="center">Standing here, looking down where everything is doubtlessly perfect, I feel so fake. </p><p align="center">I feel as if I have everything I want. I feel as if the world is brimming with peace.</p><p align="center">I live in reality but this is so not real. </p><p align="center"><br /><a title="049-2 by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/5478663959/"><img alt="049-2" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5094/5478663959_196037cc55_z.jpg" width="427" height="640" /></a><br /></p><p align="center"><a title="064-2 by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/5478663441/"><img alt="064-2" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5298/5478663441_2ca5edb41e_z.jpg" width="427" height="640" /></a><br />Discarding my vanity and vulnerability, </p><p align="center">now I only need a truth. </p><p align="center"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/392/04267DF6FDF0DE3F0FD3583FC4BC0547.png" width="130" height="82" /></p>Mihirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15647122681928720880noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920370958734347272.post-13347403619716435352011-02-27T09:35:00.006+09:002011-03-01T21:33:43.060+09:00Clair de lune<p align="center"><a title="008-2 by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/5478663225/"><img alt="008-2" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5054/5478663225_cefa6d3d3e_z.jpg" width="640" height="427" /></a></p><p align="center">Deluded,lured and lost.</p><p align="center">I, however, never stop searching for hope beacuse we know that</p><p align="center">even an immense darkness could never extinguish a thread of light. </p><p align="center"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/392/04267DF6FDF0DE3F0FD3583FC4BC0547.png" width="130" height="82" /></p>Mihirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15647122681928720880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920370958734347272.post-78063386386730690002010-12-31T23:37:00.002+09:002010-12-31T23:43:54.758+09:00The Road Not Taken<div align="center">Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,<br />And sorry I could not travel both<br />And be one traveler, long I stood<br />And looked down one as far as I could<br />To where it bent in the undergrowth;<br /><br />Then took the other, as just as fair,<br />And having perhaps the better claim<br />Because it was grassy and wanted wear,<br />Though as for that the passing there<br />Had worn them really about the same,<br /><br />And both that morning equally lay<br />In leaves no step had trodden black.<br />Oh, I marked the first for another day!<br />Yet knowing how way leads on to way<br />I doubted if I should ever come back.<br /><br />I shall be telling this with a sigh<br />Somewhere ages and ages hence:<br />Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,<br />I took the one less traveled by,<br />And that has made all the difference. </div><br /><div align="center">---<em>The Road Not Taken</em>, Robert Frost</div><br /><p></p><p align="center"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/392/04267DF6FDF0DE3F0FD3583FC4BC0547.png" width="130" height="82" /></p>Mihirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15647122681928720880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920370958734347272.post-35868760902524877542010-09-04T18:51:00.002+09:002010-09-04T23:28:52.728+09:00you are my miracle<div align="center"><a title="india 2010 225-2 by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/4948193142/"><img alt="india 2010 225-2" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4128/4948193142_c4bbbaaa55_z.jpg" width="427" height="640" /></a></div><p align="center">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. </p><p align="center">I learned what I turly seek for my lilfe as well as what I need to leave behind.</p><p align="center"><a title="india 2010 204-2 by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/4948203838/"><img alt="india 2010 204-2" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4124/4948203838_f31c04dd4e_b.jpg" width="1024" height="683" /></a></p><p align="center"></p><p align="center"><a title="india 2010 201-2 by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/4948211848/"><img alt="india 2010 201-2" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4146/4948211848_ba1b8774c3_z.jpg" width="427" height="640" /></a></p><p align="center"><em>"Choosinng one path means abandoning others- if you try to follow every posible path you will end up following none."<br /> </em><em>---</em><em>Paulo Coelho</em></p><p align="center">***</p><p align="center"><a title="chai by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/4955985605/"><img alt="chai" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4097/4955985605_02bca6c429_z.jpg" width="640" height="427" /></a></p><p align="center">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. </p><p align="center"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/392/04267DF6FDF0DE3F0FD3583FC4BC0547.png" width="130" height="82" /></p>Mihirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15647122681928720880noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920370958734347272.post-87070258194989251722010-09-03T19:52:00.001+09:002010-09-03T19:52:58.671+09:00you are beautiful<p align="center"><a title="india 2010 175-2 by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/4948056272/"><img alt="india 2010 175-2" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4117/4948056272_631463f824_z.jpg" width="427" height="640" /></a></p><p align="center">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. </p><p align="center"><a title="india 2010 176-2 by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/4948060808/"><img alt="india 2010 176-2" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4096/4948060808_e2808cc265_z.jpg" width="640" height="427" /></a></p><p align="center">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. </p><p align="center"><a title="india 2010 181-2 by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/4948095688/"><img alt="india 2010 181-2" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4151/4948095688_f81ba2ef88_z.jpg" width="640" height="427" /></a></p><p align="center">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.</p><p align="center"><a title="india 2010 183-2 by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/4948101948/"><img alt="india 2010 183-2" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4139/4948101948_feb39b2b6a_z.jpg" width="640" height="514" /></a></p><p align="center">I love to travel. Because it always reminds me how beautiful our humans are.<br /></p><p></p><p align="center"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/392/04267DF6FDF0DE3F0FD3583FC4BC0547.png" width="130" height="82" /></p>Mihirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15647122681928720880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920370958734347272.post-63573504873269839502010-09-01T18:40:00.003+09:002010-09-01T19:10:49.545+09:00Drive to you<p align="center"><a title="india 2010 055-2 by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/4948004662/"><img alt="india 2010 055-2" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4149/4948004662_d32a0fc1df_z.jpg" width="640" height="427" /></a><br /></p><p align="center"><a title="india 2010 170-2 by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/4948010116/"><img alt="india 2010 170-2" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4089/4948010116_ff0d01a54e_z.jpg" width="640" height="427" /></a><br /><br /></p><p align="center"><a title="india 2010 157-2 by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/4947425753/"><img alt="india 2010 157-2" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4086/4947425753_f8cbf7f394_z.jpg" width="640" height="427" /></a><br /></p><p align="center"><a title="india 2010 171-2 by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/4947429851/"><img alt="india 2010 171-2" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4086/4947429851_032e1a7ca3_z.jpg" width="640" height="427" /></a><br /></p><p></p><p></p><p align="center">During the trip I travelled with auto-rickshaw (same as <em>tuk-tuk</em>) 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.</p><p align="center"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/392/04267DF6FDF0DE3F0FD3583FC4BC0547.png" width="130" height="82" /></p>Mihirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15647122681928720880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920370958734347272.post-42219658361582639042010-09-01T16:13:00.003+09:002010-09-01T18:31:45.878+09:00you stay with me<p align="center"><a title="india 2010 003-2 by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/4947781458/"><img alt="india 2010 003-2" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4129/4947781458_72493860a5_z.jpg" width="427" height="640" /></a><br /><br /></p><p align="center"><a title="india 2010 166-2 by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/4947790668/"><img alt="india 2010 166-2" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4092/4947790668_07584a4747_z.jpg" width="427" height="640" /></a><br /><br /></p><p align="center"><a title="india 2010 177-2 by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/4947238617/"><img alt="india 2010 177-2" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4112/4947238617_a5a991de6b_z.jpg" width="427" height="640" /></a><br /><br /></p><p align="center"><a title="india 2010 167-2 by Tinytraveller, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinytraveller/4947232231/"><img alt="india 2010 167-2" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4084/4947232231_026a56bc27_z.jpg" width="640" height="427" /></a></p><p align="center">"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"</p><p align="center"><em>----Eleven Minutes, </em>Paulo Coelho<br /></p><p></p><p align="center"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/392/04267DF6FDF0DE3F0FD3583FC4BC0547.png" width="130" height="82" /></p>Mihirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15647122681928720880noreply@blogger.com0