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I call it the catharsis, coz i wanna unwind.. I wanna let go.. these biographies will contain absolute nonsense.. or maybe supreme sense.. ha ha ;) I want this to be my travelogue, and I hope to continue writing and traveling. I finally think I have a goal in life and this is just the beginning of the struggle coz as the saying goes " Life ain't easy"

Saturday, July 21, 2012

What a Soul wants to say..

You only get
One Soul.
Be good to yours.
Listen when it whispers.
nourish its passions.
Give it Hugs, Laughter and Sunshine.
Take it for long walks.
treat your Soul..
Like a soulmate..

- Karen . S

Dedicated to my friend and soul mate..Karen

Tuesday, April 10, 2012

A secret..


I have a secret within my heart.. which I want to share but i cannot..
Its said  in a language which only my eyes can speak, the language of silence..
something which I have not spoken nor you can ever hear..
could this happen, you might wonder, but its true...
You might ask??  is this the way it is supposed to be??

I have this unknown thirst which is unquenchable, this feeling that someone is near, yet so far..
you might wonder if it can be.. but its true..
you might ask?? is this the way it is supposed to be??

It is true that you don't control your dreams..
you cannot tie yourself to a moment of happiness
everything seems the same but it is not the same
you might wonder if it can be..  it is!!

I have a secret within my heart.. which I want to share but i cannot..
Its said in a language which only my eyes can speak, the language of silence..
something which I have not spoken nor you can ever hear..
could this happen, you might wonder, but its true...
You might ask??  is this the way it is supposed to be?? 

I am waiting for that one moment, where my heart will find..
another needy soul.. someone like me who speaks the language of silence

someone who can hear, even when I've not spoken,
tell me this will be true.. This is the way it is supposed to be..

- SmokieSwamy










Monday, February 21, 2011

The Last benchers


We bid farewell to Namma Bengaluru city only to be back by the 4th of Jan as per plan. Even though the bus was to Mlore, we atleast had sleeper berths but as we soon found out, it was the last two berths which ensured a bumpy ride and a lil argument bum had with the driver earlier dint help things.. He hit every freakin pothole, crater n hump all the way to Mlore.. freakin  %^^&*  I mention craters coz the ghats of Shiradi only has martian n lunar landscaping instead of roads. Did manage to catch a few winks before being woken up as it was the last stop.

So Mangaluru it eez J It was 8: 10 and we had to rush to the train station to catch the 8:40 train to Goks. We made it jus on time but guess what??? The train made it on time too :-P so we headed  to the bus station to hail a bus to Kumta and then hopefully to Gokarna before the day ended.. knowing how things were goin for us. Thank god we dint have to wait a long time before we were on the way to Kumta in a red KSRTC bus and I think you should be smart enuf to guess which seats we found… yeah.. The last un’s ofcourse for the next 6 hours.. Had a few dates n bananas for breakfast, caught up on some music, spoke to Bum.. Its always fun to be around Bumm and the way we met and became frens is another story.. will update on that later.. for now talking to her about anything just happens so naturally. No thought process involved.. I can jus talk n go on talking.. I like her.. she is like a best fren one can eva have.. guess Ive started to like her more than a fren but hey…

 it’s a lil complicated U C.. who said it isn’t???

Thursday, January 20, 2011

Sojourn to peace

It's Xmas and Im heading out for my annual holiday to bring in a new year. This time its Gokarna, thought I would end up in Goa but there were more than a few reasons to pick Gok's. One I was going to meet a dear fren, who has been traveling for 8 months since I last met her :) So I wish to hear more of her stories and maybe follow the same route across India one day. The second one being a personal one and its more to do with me spending time, traveling with someone I have a soft corner for :-P Well now anyone would love to go traveling and camping on an beautiful island with their loved one's, I'm no different, just that in my case, its only I who is in love. Happens you see..

So the two us minus tiny, well that's another fren who was supposed to join us but dint were all set to go to Gokarna but the guy at the travel agency had booked us tickets for Mangalore, how cool is that?? Err not very :- I mean how does GOKARNA be any similar to MANGALORE is any way, they spell different and sound totally diff but no, the travel guy insists we had booked tickets for M'lore and not Gokarna... Here we go again... The adventure begins!!!


Thursday, October 7, 2010

An unofficcial bio of a friend... a dreamer... a fighter...


It is just not the photography she is passionate about, it is nature that attracts her, and she feels one with it.

Born into a lower middle class family in 1979, Vasudha which means “the Earth” was an eternal dreamer growing up. Her interests lay in finding the meaning of her existence on this planet and the purpose she was here for, this in her own words would be “The Journey into simple existence”.

Her true calling came in the year 2007, at Calcutta while watching a documentary about the clouded leopards, not even knowing such a species ever existed, she started researching about them and found that the leopards were soon going to be extinct and only twenty of them existed. These findings deeply hurt Vasudha and triggered those unanswered questions about her existence and her purpose in life. 

Her soul began to question the mind and her thoughts went berserk looking for answers. She travelled across the country, first to Kaziranga where according to her; found the new her who she fell in love with. Her journey to Manas, gave her a purpose and the very purpose has brought her to Nilgiris where she resides and pursues her passion, Wild Life photography.  

Her work and achievements have been recognised by publications like Planet Earth, India and DNA.  I was a journalist once and I am amazed by the coverage her work gets without any PR. To learn,  She is the only woman wild life photographer living in the jungles and pursuing her passion gives me an immense sense of pride to have known her. 


She is so cut off from the world we live in… yet she is sought out... For people want to know…her story…

Thursday, September 23, 2010

Vasu...

It is just not the photography she is passionate about, it is Nature that attracts her, and she feels one with it. She see’s the team work in ants. She feels motherly love in elephants. She loves the smell of the earth and she feels that that’s the fragrance she carries around. Vasudha  which means “the Earth” is on a quest to learn, not from books or people, but from wildlife and Nature in particular. It may be from a dung beetle or a tiger. She feels there is lot to learn from them and every human should understand that. Her interests lay in finding the meaning of her existence on this planet and the purpose she was here for, this in her own words would be “The Journey into simple existence”.

Sunday, September 19, 2010

Devala Hatti , A tribal hamlet and the tragedy..

An eventful Saturday morning started a bit early than usual, I still sleep like a baby, so ten thirty is kinda early.. We started out to Gudlur as my friend had to meet a few tribal leaders in Nadgani and we had pick a friend on the way too.. its quite a journey through the ghats as we hummed slowly on the curves to Gudlur.. . We met the friend, filled up some fuel and head out to Devala Hatti which is a Panniyar tribal hamlet. Driving through a vast expanse of tea estates is really very dreamy.. you will not but think of those yesteryear movies and the actors romancing in tea estates...coming across bridges and little water falls. Tea pickers with their huge baskets of freshly picked tea leaves, the people from the tea factory and guards all make for the human population here with the exception of a few tourists taking pictures that families usually take :-P 


The Hamlet is a nice drive towards the interiors from Nadgani town and it is pleasantly warm compared to Kalhatty and Ooty. There are tea plantations but in the plains for a change, I came across betel nut trees too.. quite a contrast I figured. The major difference was the presence of grasslands than the Sholas ( Evergreen forests). The hills around this area had tall grasslands which is a perfect recluse for Leopards, Cheetah's and Elephants too coz they love this grass I was told by Vasu.

We managed to get to the Tribal leader Kariya's place, I had watched him on TV jus a few days ago talking about road kills in and around Masinagudi and Madumalai forest range. The guy who made the documentary was there too.. The hamlet is a handful of houses with a well and a courtyard which is the common meeting place for all the houses. The kids were full of life and very noisy as kids these days are playing around the hatti  while a few volunteers from Europe took pictures of their smiles. I saw the women dressed in their usual  tribal attire and were grooming each others hair. As my friend had things to discuss with the leader, me and Pruthvi walked towards the tea estate and lit up and had some Grape fruit we picked up by the road earlier.


We started off from there in jus a bit, and headed back towards the Hunting lodge. We have to pass through the Pykara Lake and Needle Rock which are tourists spots and you can imagine the humdrum it creates in the weekend.. it is quite crazy. We quickly moved away from there and as we were nearing Naduvattam I sighted a Nilgiri Langoor sitting by the road, this species is a black primate with a golden mane around its neck.. a magnificent specimen who is almost being hunted town to extinction for its flesh and fur. As we continued, we were in for a shock, my friend shrieked, a vehicle had knocked off an adult Nilgiri Langoor :( another road kill.. It was disheartening to see such a beautiful being.. lying dead.. motionless.. there were other Langoor's near by and we had to be vary.. this species and a couple of other species of primates eat their dead.. We had one eye on the tribe as we slowly lifted him off the road and placed him to the side of the road.. there were tears in my friends eyes as she bid a final goodbye to the soul wishing him peace as he rests.