Aastha...spreading belief

It was September 2012, this trip came up when I was in need of a break. There are stages when life changes drastically and most of the time for the best only. Most apt place I could have gone, when I needed to re-energise myself to get back to life for new challenges. Its the gross national happiness instead of the gross domestic product that measures this serene himalayan beauty called Bhutan. Flying down through the valley of clouds into the runway between the lush green hills is altogether a different heaven on this earth. The freshness and fragrance in the wind steals all the fatigue. Paro has the only active airport of Bhutan served by Bhutanese airways Druk. Airport made in traditional Bhutanese architecture with interiors of colorfully beautiful murals and frescos of buddhist and bhutanese culture. Bhutan is a perfect example of how cultures and religions are developed. Its a complete blend of the tribal traditions with adaptation of buddhism. This is highly visibl...

It was all planned...all set.....May end ...15 days at home with ma. But life is destined to be unpredictable. Its calm , it is equally stormy, it is hope of mornings, it is sadness of sunsets, it is adventurous, it is very rocky, it is the soft whisper of winds, it is the chirping of birds... 6th of May, am in Delhi among the same old chitchats gossips and fun in the world of tv, news,  politics etc etc. and there you go 2 days am in land of glamour and limelight the age old city Bombay...as I still call it. Mumbai is still too political for me. Bombay as dad had always described after his yearly trips. And now whenever am in that city I compare my observations with his. This year when dad is not there to share our experiences, am not missing even a panwala at the corner to observe his attitude. Fiats are going extinct...once the identity of town....still the culture is same the way the taxiwalas maintain the cabs is just commendable. the meters in autos and taxis. The ...