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Happy Independence Day

I wish all the Indians around the world a Very Happy Independence Day. Today India celebrates her 63rd Independence Day and I am very proud about it. I know many people around the world have some hatred towards India but the truth is, India is the only country in the world which has never invaded. We are the leaders in everything and we will be super power.

Proud to be INDIAN.

Jai Hind.

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I hope you have heard of blogactionday. On 15th October, it was about Poverty and about 13k bloggers around the world wrote about Poverty on a single day. It was overwhelming that all the people think about a single topic. It was really nice to see so many people share their views on Poverty. I read many blogs that participated on blogactionday. Some of them were interesting and some were not all that great. I did not think much about the Poverty and struggles since I feel it is all part of the game.

I know to an extent what Poverty is, what poverty can do to people. But that should not make anyone lose their dreams. I have a positive attitude towards life. I have seen people struggle and become financially stable. They have come up from poverty to become one of the few wealthy guys. It is nice to see them and learn from them. Life throws you many challenges and it is up to you to handle it. It is your life and it is you who decides what can happen to your life, if you lose the game you can’t blame on someone else except you. Continue reading



When have you last dreamt about something? Do you still dream? Do you think you can achieve your dreams? Is dreaming a worthwhile thing these days? How many dreams have you accomplished? Does day dreaming make sense anymore? Have you accomplished one single dream of your childhood days? Are dreams bad? Why don’t you dream or do you dream?

I have stopped dreaming in life. The usual day today life just ensures that I don’t dream at all. I just live life and try to cope up with the financial pressures and society. I really don’t know why I do this but I do. I guess most of us live life just the way I am living if you accept it then you are brave else you are different. If you are different, I am glad that you are. I have not seen many guys who are different. Why I say different is not because they are genetically different or they don’t belong to human species. The fact remains that they are not following the societal norms of living life but living life on their own terms dreaming. Continue reading


Trekking to Siddaganga hills – Part IV

Please read the previous parts before this part.

7.00 pm

We were all tired and we started our way back to Bangalore. I was very tired and had little energy and was damn thirsty and I quenched my thirst with Aquafina as soon as I got the opportunity to gulp up the much needed water. We started our journey back and there was loads of fun in the cab with the cabbies telling their stories and checking the pictures taken by the pros. It was fun and trust me some pictures were absolutely gorgeous. I hope everyone uploads the pictures. I will upload few of them and pass on the link sometime later. Continue reading


Trekking to Siddaganga hills – Part III

Please read the previous parts before this part.

2.30 pm

It was a tiring journey and I was pretty cool and took breaks as and when I felt like taking and I was in front with the guide. He was from Gulburga and his dad was in Dubai working for a transport company and his mom was looking after the fields and he was in Tumkur for his studies. I was so happy for him. He was able to communicate in Kannada, English and Hindi. He was not good at English but that was not a problem for me. I was happy to talk to him all the distance in Kannada. He was telling me the stories of the place and Matt. I was climbing and meanwhile I was talking to other colleagues as well. I had real fun in climbing and helping others on the way. I had the pleasure of walking around and running around occasionally whenever I got a chance. The guide was very helpful and he used to laugh at times for things I used to tell him. Continue reading

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