Five Places I Want to Visit

Note to my reader: This post is a part (#5) of ’30 Day Writing Challenge’ that I found on Pinterest. The challenge is a collection of simple writing prompts.

Just five ?! 😥 

1. Mussoorie, India

Mainly to meet one of my favourite authors, Ruskin Bond! ⭐

2. 221B Baker Street, London220px-Targa_holmes_museumObviously! If you don’t understand the obvious, reader, I’m not talking to you! 😡  And, NO I have not chosen this after the TV Series, it’s been chosen after the book. I have been a fan since WAAAAAAAYYYY before the new series came into existence. Humph! :/

3. Mattur village, Shimoga district, Karnataka, India

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It is known for the usage of Sanskrit (probably the only place in India) for day-to-day communication. What will I do there, you ask? I have no clue! 😛

4. Bhutan

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The only Carbon Negative country in the world. Seriously, I need a break from my surroundings! ^^’

5. Mendenhall Caves, Alaska, USA

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Oooh, these are one beautiful glaciers!

BTW, how do I get to know of all such places? I READ. A lot. :/

Well, you see…, here, I can do a section so popularly known these days as “Honourable Mentions”. But NO, the title asked me to just say five and I am just going to tell you the five. 😎 (Inside my head, that sentence sounds so smart and intelligent. *sigh* ^^’ )

Where do you wanna go, reader? Let me know. May be, we share similar interests…?  🙂

Love love!

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Update: WordPress just updated me that this is my 50th blog post on ‘Thoughts of a Strolling Mind’ ! Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyyyyy! 

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The Time I was a Nincompoop.

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I am not perfect. And, I believe no person, no matter how great or simple, is perfect either. Also, we all know for a fact that any sage or saint, before becoming one, was an imperfect human being like all of us. I mostly own my imperfections: Yes, I am stubborn. Yes, I call a spade “a spade”, and if that makes me seem like a “rude” person in your view, then yes, I am “rude”. Yes, despite being a science graduate, I have a math phobia. And, may be you, my reader, have the patience to read the long list of my imperfections, but my apologies, I do not have the patience to ‘list’ them all in the first place. (YES, I am impatient).

But there occur some circumstances in life as a result of certain impulsive acts one must have committed in the past. Obviously as the title suggests, I am not talking about any pleasant ones; the unpleasant ones, that life just decides to throw at your face, “Oh no, no, no girl (or boy). You think you could get away with THAT. Now, take this!” Yeah, thanks life! And, thanks for letting other people know of this stupidity of mine too. Thanks A LOT!
Actually, sometimes, I am thankful to life for doing that to me (not for letting other people know too, though. I am not THAT “sagely” for taking everything in a positive way. NO!). Instances like those, gets me in to self-realization mode; after all the “Why did this happen to me! Why does this ALWAYS happen to ONLY ME!” drama, of course. (Yes, I am silly. And Stupid. Sometimes.) That, “No, I am not that person. I will not turn into one either. I have done it once, and I will not repeat it again. In order to not be that person, I should be doing (some productive) this for not to give myself an opportunity again to behave like that.” If I am giving you an impression of a very mature girl (that I am anyway) who owns up to her actions, don’t forget the drama part. That is always the first step.

So, why am I telling you all this? As I titled it, I had been a nincompoop just a couple of days ago, and the circumstances hit me in my face just a couple of hours ago. I was confronted for what I had done. But, the mature woman I am, I straight up accepted my wrong doing and apologized. I apologized immediately with no excuses and explanations given. And thus, the lesson was learnt and this blog post was born.

I know this has been more of a “Dear Diary,” kind of post, sorry for that. And sorry, if anywhere along the post you were expecting to read what and how exactly of a nincompoop I was. (Arrgh! human curiosity. Curiosity killed the cat, people!). C’mon, I am already ashamed of what I had done, so, why on the internet too? Please, I deserve that at least for learning my lesson!

🙂 So, did you experience any such circumstances? Or is it just me, always? 😀
What do you do in those instances? Do comment and let me know. 🙂

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I want to write.

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              For a person who has, over time, become so inconsistent with her posts, that’s a very strong statement. But yes, that’s the truth – I want to write.

             Then why in the world am I not writing? That’s a good question. And here are a ‘series’ of answers.

May be I am procrastinating.
May be I don’t know what to write about.
May be I do have ideas, but apprehensive on what to write about.
May be I am just making excuses. (And I see nodding in agreement here)
And,
May be I am writing them down, but not feeling confident enough to click that ‘Publish’ button. “Why?” you ask? Its because I am way to critical about myself than anybody else, and I just don’t see anything near perfection, if not perfection itself, in my writing. This particular post itself, I am already apprehensive about completing and posting it. I just have to do it.
            A part of me likes to call this, this ‘thing’ I am facing the infamous “writer’s block”; while another part of me goes, “Oh pahleeaassse, save the drama” in derision. And I very well know all of you, again, agree with the other part.

          “So what is your point?” you ask. I..um…I…I want to write. That’s it. I want to write, but I am not able to get myself to do it, and yet I want to write. That’s all. And yes, I am writing, and I will write, and I WILL ‘Publish’ this.

There you go – Published! Hmph!

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