Lifebites...

“Only you know how things should be done, our experience and age does not have any value!!” How many times have you heard this universal sarcastic dialogue by your Dad or Mom? I can’t even keep count. This is an example of what the infamous generation gap. Our previous generation feels there is something terribly wrong with our generation and vice versa. This is a common story with each generation. But seriously, what’s with this generation of youth? There is something totally off about this generation of 25+ young India. I am not sure what should we be calling ourselves, Gen X, Y, Z? No idea. But whatever we are, we are very different than our previous generation at this age. WE are the age of Rebel. We think “hatke”. We have open minds and open eyes, out and away from the blinding influences of society and religious superstitions. We use logic! In everything. Every sentence spoken by an individual, be it your Dad or Mom or friend or professor or any random guy on the street is...

27568 steps. 2200 ft. 1500 stairs. 22.9 kms. 5 hours. Every bone of my body aching and screaming for rest. A whole night journey by bus without an ounce of sleep. Dance. Fun. Sweat. Striving physical hard to reach somewhere and actually reaching there. Revelation. Drinking from the fresh stream of water which runs between huge rocks. Getting lost in fog and loosing yourself in the mist. Getting drenched in your sweat and in the light drizzle. You still don’t care. You still have a long way to go. At every turn on the step you feel your body is going to lose it. The unknown physical strength and perseverance. Selfies. Lots of them. Clicks. At different positions. Confusion of which point is better than the other. At every corner of the mountain. Every inch of the fort. Reliving history. Relishing the deep rooted hatred towards British Raj in India and devotion for the pre-independence era.  Cherishing the feel of walking among the clouds. Literally. Your sweat drenched and se...