Himalaya Wanderer

As I wrote an article  about trying different things and finding hidden talents within, I found some cooking skills in me. 😊 Before this, I would like to narrate some of my cooking stories from the past. I have very few memories of cooking for I grew up in a hostel where the meals were served in a shared kitchen. Only the time we would cook was during some weekends that we (mostly initiated by friends) would prepare food on our own just for the change of taste. I was always a lazy lad, and hence when we divide the cooking responsibilities, e.g. buying vegetables, cooking and washing dishes, I would always choose to do the dishes. I used to think cooking is complicated for it included more activities such as clean, peel, cut, cook properly, and so on. I preferred to stay waiting for the food to be ready and go to wash. 😊 On the contrary, I never got bored of washing dishes though. In a way, it was my responsibility, and I was obliged to do so. My friends were so kind ...

Amidst the ongoing pandemic, lockdown and self-isolation I seem to have found myself that was unfounded in me so far. I have always considered myself to be the worst artist in terms of drawing or at any other artworks that include the usage of hands. Moreover, drawing has never been my cup of tea; never until I started picking up a pen and scribbling on paper to kill the boredom. I started drawing randomly, whatever comes in my mind. I tried drawing leaves, flowers and random fancy English letters that I could think of. They were quite bad but I continued. Once I was done, I took a picture of them and they looked quite good on the screen. This illusion encouraged me to draw more. I went on and drew a few more of them. I again used my mobile camera to capture them to bask myself in the glory. I then started finding basic pictures on Google and attempted copying as much as I can. They were not so bad though. I have been looking at the news and reading on the internet people urging...

Amidst the COVID-19 and the lockdown that is making everybody's life miserable, the weather here in the UK has become beautiful. Just looking at the sky delights one's heart and makes us forget everything, i.e. fear of getting the virus and losing jobs, changes in the study mode, not finding enough supplies in supermarkets, loneliness, and the list goes on ad infinitum .  Days have become longer—the sun rises as early as 6 am and sets as late as 8 pm. This is completely new to me but I am quite enjoying the new experience. The chirpings of the birds and some weird sounds of the seagulls early in the mornings give me a mixture of feeling but I tend to listen more to the birds making melodious sounds that boost me up, push me out of the bed and generate positive feelings to sustain all day regardless of what is going around. Luckily, I have a sun-facing window from where I can receive direct sunlight till the afternoon that cheers me up, and energises to see things positi...

Everyone can see what is happening around the world due to this global pandemic which is putting everybody’s life under threat.  I am deeply saddened by the ones who lost their lives and people related to them. I am also in solidarity with them who are affected and fighting their best to recover. And of course, massive THANKS go to the health workers, social workers and others who are directly or indirectly related to this meritorious act. Moreover, I am glad to see the patience of our people who are coming together adhering to follow the government’s instructions and isolating themselves. View from my window. Thanks to the British weather. It is becoming warmer, brighter, sunnier and more cheerful since the lockdown started. P.S. Ignore my dirty window-glass.  In my case, due to the lockdown, the COVID made me more punctual but unfortunately transformed into becoming a glutton. I do feel like eating within the interval of every hour. Some of my friends also...

Everybody has m emories to share from their childhood whether they are bitter or sweet. We sometimes do not want to reflect on those incidents they were traumatic or those that left us with bad memories. Similarly, some moments were to be cherished throughout our lifetime and one never gets tired of talking about them. In my case, when I go back to my childhood, especially school days, I cannot remember much of the incidents. However, there is one among few moments that I felt like blogging today. 

Once I had adapted à la mode of using fancy words with a hope of improving my English. I tried finding several fancy words from different sources and presented a writing below with an intent to impress my English teacher. These are of course quite complicated and I also do not remember/know what most of these word mean. However, my English teacher, with compassion, took some time to read this and gave me long, elaborated comments.

What could one expect the vacation to be other than getting to watch a lot of movies of one's choice, roaming around, learning things that one is interested in, and most importantly, being with the people one loves the most. Above all of these, getting to sleep till late morning is incomparable for someone like me who is recently out of the 10 months' strict rules in hostel. However, as per the nature's rule, these enjoyment too will be gone like the strict days in hostel were gone. Then again something else will come up one after another ad infinitum  till we get rid of this samsara. I wonder if there is any particular thing that remains forever. Even the most expressed line by one's lover " I love you forever " is mere words and doesn't seem to last forever. Thinking upon this, one can deduce that there's nothing that stays permanently and there's no need to cling on these worldly things. I always use to wonder how are the things beyond...

It's been a while my winter vacation started after the final-year exam on 30th December, 2017. Of course I'm enjoying my vacation for me I'm getting what I love to do—that is sitting whole day doing nothing. I would listen to some podcasts, spend some time on myLot and do nothing other than adding some extra fat to my flesh. I wonder how would people plan enthusiastically to do hundred things during their holidays. Where does the energy come from? Is there any secrets to get it?

Winter started here which means the exam is going to come soon. It is almost like winter is a simile to examination for us. Classes are almost over, only one class to go on Wednesday. The early morning chill has started to let us add one more blanket or an extra layer of clothes to wear. Adding extra layers warms you up and makes you not feeling like getting out of bed. This is the biggest problem. It is warm inside the blanket and cold outside. A big decision to make whether to stay inside the blanket or get up and do some studies. Most of us choose to remain warm rather than getting cold. Who wants to stay up shivering their body? At that time, we forget about the exams. Later only we realise that we have an exam coming up and we have to study. As for me, it is my final year. And the final year is not easy though. I've already seen question papers of previous years and they were tough. I know that I have to focus more. But I am not able to do so. I just feel like lazi...

Tring…. Tring…. Tring…. For most people this sounds just like the ringing of any other bell. However for me, the bell speaks a different tune. And it says different things each time it rings. Early in the morning at 5 AM it shouts out, “Hey! You have slept a lot. Now wake up, freshen up and start your day.”