void land

Barren lands are never irrigated
Though there are oasis in the desert.
Whatever I do,wherever I go
I find that void hardly said out

It will rest like those black dots in moon,
Hardly seen,hardly visible
But the crevices of wound is deeper
Like a nail on wooden wall

pune in my history

Looking fresh after a fortnightly visit to city of hills,"Pune".Pune taught me to handle everything by myself .I stole my time from tightly packed schedule and grasped punerian history in one solid saturday with my charming friend's help.Anyone who wants to visit pune ,can take "pune-Darshan" at Deccan bus-terminus for a joyful ride with histories of museums and ancient monuments.Interior city  still remains as ancient in its architecture and the good part is history and stories are preserved.
  Here goes the view of ancient city

I have missed few spots ,as  we were not clear with pune-darshan timing.We managed to catch the guide and the troop at shanivar wakhde,which is a fort holding few story behind it

Then comes lal-mahal,as the name suggest its a red mahal,where King shivaji spent his initial days of life.

I had glimpse of ganesh-halwaai temple on the way,which I felt should have spent some more hours over there.Very beautiful architecture and such a wonderful ganesh idol.

Interestingly pune history has place holder for a chap who helped the city with drinking water during draught condition from his well.Happened to see Jyothi-Basu's ancient home cum museum with well of water.

There is a beautiful temple at the hill top "chadur shringi Amma temple" where we want to climb 100 steps .Those doves ,orange statues and big bell made me go crazy of  the place.

Apart from this ,city has Ambedkar museum,ancient university of pune,RajivGandhi Zoo ,Okhayam japanese friendship garden with lush green meadows,schindia family's palace and Kasturba Gandhi's cemetary.I happened to see ancient Indian kadhi flag with pre-matured chakra in the centre.

At the last we hit Lakshmi Road for small shopping and for snacks.City is refreshing with its ancient stories and people will go crazy for Mango mastani,sabudhana vada ,vada pav though I dont like spicy stuff .

Lot of trekking spots available in out skirts,as its city of hills.Had a peaceful time amdist my work with one such friend Uzma Martur ,who was my guide to narrate me detailed stories.Finally have not forgotten to take bakarwadi snack for my friends.

solid reason

I find some sense,some reason  finally to write about my work for which I am paid for.I find a rationale in it,as I am bit convinced with what I do now makes an impact somewhere .Not less not more, 2 beautiful takeaways which can stir my thoughts told by one of my workmate
.Always recheck are we working under a smart folk or just a senior folk
.Every 6 months am I questioning where am I?

I found those healthy reasons to work with a right mentor .Job has made me to be so far from my blood relations too,which is taken in a lighter note.Had a haunting dream of forgetting how my dad face resembles.A perfect nomad in different cities,which I really like to and few folks connecting me with their care wherever I move on.After all getting whatever I want at right time is not a joke