Showing posts with label storytellers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label storytellers. Show all posts

Tuesday, 17 January 2017

She and Camel Man

She and Camel Man

"My mom has always told me the stories of horse rider and her dream man. She lived in a small village of Khar Rajasthan", said Ranjeeta in her perplexed tone. 

Her dreams never got quenched, as the poor lady didn't realize that man in Rajasthan come on camel as opposed to the white horses of fairy tale. 







Nor that her dream of a horse rider got crashed, she became a household to the man who used to sell camel for his survival. During daytime he used to run a camel cart for the travelers coming to see the scenic beauty of  vast barren dessert but he himself failed to admire the beauty of her women.







The days went by; from dusk to dawn. She lived a life because she had to live one. 




Often I asked her if there is a purpose in your life. As in a reluctant dead tone, she always say, "I don't want you to be one of me". I never understood her till the day....




A camel man came to see me, with the loft of his camels riding a camel. 



Friday, 14 October 2016

Every house has a story







Every house has a story

Har Ghar Kuch Kehta Hai

Recently I was doing a lot of city hopping in search of a good house. My reality agent was taking me from one house to another in a bid to pursue my choice.

I was fascinated by the stories attached to every house. And I realized, new or old, every house speaks it own stories. 







An apartment is not a structure limited to its floor, walls, number of bedrooms and attached hall. An apartment is a house made with the people living in their. 


An apartment may be an investment for some, but for some its a abode of light and breeze. 






And then there are some empty apartments, left alone and barren telling the volumes of stories and memories they have kept hidden in their walls and flooring.


Monday, 10 August 2015

Face of Storytellers


Face of Storytellers


People often call them tour guides, but what fascinates me is that they are more than tour guide who shows the track to the traveler. Few faces I met ever get embedded in my memory. They charmed me with their knowledge, skills and storytelling power.



Roshan: I met him during our nalsarovar tour (near Ahmedabad, Gujarat). Not only he rows the boat for constant 4 hours, but he has extreme knowledge of birds and bird species. 





Krishna: Half Indian from his father side, he met me in our Bhutan tour. He has awesome talent in telling stories, be it mythical, cultural or regional. He has strong interest in politics. He was aware of recent advances in politics. a well versed man, who charmed us with his knowledge and eco-friendly attitude towards his country.  







Rajesh: He took me through the maroon valleys of Munnar (kerala, India). He tricked me into the beauty of ruins. the loomed ruins of caves of Mahabharat era were never exciting, till he spoke of them. he has keen sense of flavors and fresh spices. He made me de-tour my track and took me to various spice garden as he came to know that I was dying to learn and try in my kitchen