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A Colorful Morning

Today, India celebrating Makar Sankranti, the festival that marks the onset of spring after long chilly winter months. Streets and lanes are lined with makeshift shops selling kites of all shapes and sizes.

I arrived at my home town Jaipur to witness the colorful festival. Here is my story on what I noticed after arriving:

With a lot of luck and travelling around for more than 3 days, I eventually reached my destination at Jaipur. It was a chilly winter morning as I felt very cold wind after deboarding my train.

Now, I came outside from the exit gate of Gandhinagar railway station and decided to take a walk as my house was merely one kilometer. While I was walking towards my society I heard, noisy drone coming from terrace of society’s houses. It was children voices who were cheering themselves for fighting their kites. Soon I entered in my house, kept luggage in my room and moved towards stairs. I threw open the door and stepped out onto sunny terrace.

The sight that greeted me was absolutely stunning. The sky was teeming with kites of all sizes and colors. Not a single terrace was empty. The atmosphere was wonderfully festive, as families were gathering on the rooftops to fly or fights their kites.

It was still 9:00AM and people of every age were there holding the spool of thread, were flying kites or distributing snacks and tea. As sun will move towards west, the craziness of people will be on peak with lot of kite fighting, music and taste of delicious dishes. There was no rest time for me as I didn't want to miss the event, so I quickly stepped down and get busy preparing myself for "wo kata wo mara."



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Almost two year ago when I start thinking about travel I had a shortsighted view of what I should attempt to do. I was an entrepreneur, just passed through a critical phase of life, and a level of dissatisfaction with the nearly perfect life. To achieve my objects I had worked so hard, although it gave me happy movements, but never blessed me with an impressive personality or a full frontal lobotomy. I didn’t get happy; As a young professional I was missing all the thing or about love, balance, meaning, but I had no idea what they were called or where to look for them. I was searching something else, a way? An idea about what was important. I decided to blow it all up and do the things which I really wanted to do. For one, changing carrier can be a karmic kick in the butt. So, in February 2011, I started looking. I moved from one city to another, and that was all it took. “Always believe that something wonderful is about to happen.” This was the little thing that was holding me back all that time. My life will not apart if I do things differently. Anyway, it took me a stupidly long time to realize that but then it unlocked several doors. I started my carrier in writing. I gave myself permission to try and fail at every step that result me something positive. For me, healthiest thing which I have ever done was broken up with my past memories, habits, some friends and others. Now I am writing crappy pitches to glossy magazines, surprisingly writing some awful short travel stories, scraping by making a living, just starting a blog, taking picture and roaming many destin

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