Why I'd Never Wish To Return To Museums!

Museums are a good reminder of the past that tell us of how we have evolved, where have we come to, and why: as to begin afresh, and begin a new place from what we can learn and carry from the old, for the creation of the new. There may be something that holds in seeing the well- known places and things with your own eyes, and carry forward the inspiration from them.

There I was in the Paris city, a city that holds million stories, told through its people, its culture, its vibrancy, its monuments, its art and architecture, and its rich heritage. In the midst of this beautiful city stands one of the epitomes of history, heritage, culture and art, the Musée du Louvre, or the Museum of Louvre as it is popularly known worldwide. On the banks of the river Seine, straight down from the Champs-Élysées, stands this grand structure of The Louvre, which houses history of thousands of years in its artefacts, paintings, architecture, sculptures, antiques and archives. 

The Lourve museum holds a long history, which is as known to have been built not for the museum per se, but as a fortress for King Philip II back in 12th century. After years of sculpting around its building it was opened as a museum in 1793. Coming to talk about it in the present day, the museum has millions of visitors each year, one of the most visited museums across the world, housing Leonardo Da Caprio's most widely known painting "The Mona Lisa".

A visit to this huge museum, unfolds many pages of art and history as one starts from one corner lurking into the years that have been spent in the cultural treasures which recite stories to the all the visitors of the times that have long gone by. Paris in this way is by far one of the most attractive cities that I have been to which holds humongous amount of charm and romanticism, right in its wind. Through the rich colours, the differences in the styles of art, the diversity in cultures, you are sure to enjoy the Musée du Louvre as you glimpse lives and times of people who have created artistic wonders. 

Having traveled for quite some years now, I have been to number of museums and often end up thinking as to what I have been doing there and there is this feeling that drowns in me that have I been dragged into this place forcefully. Not doubting the information that these museums hold, but they definitely do not  fit my travel quotient. More often when I am asked about my visits to these information storehouses, I render myself speechless rather than imposing my views of disliking my visit to them.

It takes me efforts to walk through the halls of the museums in queues admiring art one after the other. It’s one of the things I despise and if possible, I shall avoid all museums ever. I m aggrieved by the thought as to how much admiration one can hold and keep looking at it. I would not disagree and I do understand that there are people who love art and spend days looking at one object or paining but I just cannot.

I’m quite an impatient person and there is no way I can hold myself looking at a painting more than 5 seconds. Once I have seen it, I have seen it. So what I have found is that there are people who either love museums or hate them. And with the above walk down, I guess you can hold of the view to which category I belong to? I just can’t bring myself to walk slowly around for hours while admiring art.

- Hardik

My Takeaways From The Ruins And Remains Of Rome!

The ruins, remnants and the remains, which are piles of brick structures around the place, which is ought to have began life as a glorious mausoleum, constructed by the great Augustus to hold his remains and the remains of his family for the generations to come, for lifetime. It must have been difficult for the Emperor to have imagined at the time that Rome would ever be anything but a mighty Augustus- worshipping empire. 

How could Augustus have possibly forseen the collapse of the realities and the realm of the vastness of the empire? Or known that, with all the aqueducts depleted down and crushed by the barbarians and with the strong infra structures left in ruin, the old city would be long empty of its people and civilisation which it was once proud of which would take millions of years to rebuilt and reconstruct in the same profound manner ?

What we all need to glorify in our lives is that happiness is merely the consequences and effects of our personal views which we ourselves need to be accounted for. What one does is that one can fight for it, strive for it, insist upon it, and sometimes even travel around the world looking out for it.

And there I looked at the Augusteum, and there were several thoughts gushing through me. It came to me that life ain't that chaotic, after all. It may be the pursuit of our perceptions, about ourselves and about others, which brings forth the ideas and notions about the things that surround us. This particular place warned me to never get attached to any obsolete idea about who I am, what I represent, whom I belong to, or what function I may once have intended to serve. We transport our minds to some other time or place or world, where it can be safe and insulated from the pain of day-to-day life.

This very place made me to hold the opinion that one must always be prepared for riotous and endless waves of transformation. It is like sometimes that one gets so attached to the past ‘who one was’ and wants to keep it as a living edifice of one's so called glorified existence. Existence is today, now or never. Our past glories must not make us. Times are never equanimous, one is not what one was or what one could have been, what one is today, is what one is.

Then I looked around this place for one last time, at the chaos it has endured - the way it has been adapted, burned, pillaged and found a way to build itself back up again. And I was reassured, maybe life isn't so chaotic, it's just the world that is, and the real trap is getting attached to any of it. Probably, the ruins may be a gift to keep for lifetime, ruins may be the treasure that one can keep within oneself, ruin may be the roads to the journeys that lay ahead of the much awaited transformations.

It kind of feels like a precious wound, one would not let go off because it hurts too good. We all want things to stay the same, settle for living in misery because we are afraid of change, of things crumbling to ruins. Our distraction needs to be planned and moderated in bite-sized chunks. We can’t binge on distraction.

- Hardik

I Love Bratislava - Here's To Why?

The great affair is to move. It was time and there came my first solo venture at one of the most lively places in Europe. Bratislava it was, the capital of Slovakia. And to begin with my conscious traveling, being honest as I must admit, this was the first time I had heard the name of this city and I was amazed by the people over there, crazy I must say.

Being the centre spot of Europe, holding unique history, attractive sights, rich cultural life, excellent local gastronomy, quality wine and modern shopping centres make Bratislava an ideal city- break destination.

I took flight from London to Bratislava, which was around 2 hours flight, and I reached there by late evening. Here, what I had heard of this city held true that one minute when I was enjoying the view of the majestic Cathedral, the next moment I was enjoying the cuisines, which was then followed by a freshly brewed espresso in one of numerous cafés in picturesque  narrow streets and squares. The ancient  wine cells, scattered across the city centre, offer wine tasting definitely with a difference.

I had put my bags in the room and just ran out to the roads like a crazy wanderer. I so wanted to shout like a crazy ass, "Yay, dude I'm in Europe". 

After sometime, I straight away went to explore the night life of this place. Till then, I had no clue about Bratislava, it was just a part of my itinerary. I went around hoping cafes, sipping beer and meeting people, I encountered some Irish Guys, some Polish and a few more and had really amazing conversations with them. This is the best part of travelling solo, one gets to meet people of different places and holding various viewpoints and experiences. I partied whole night and when I returned to my room it was already 5 in the morning. I still did not want to sleep. I wanted to explore more, but my body had to take some rest for the upcoming fun.

The following day started with an awesome breakfast in the city center, I walked the city wandering around, looking for places, food and the ice creams. Here one can not resist with just a single scoop of ice cream. Even though I could not explore much of the city as I was so engrossed in the city centre, the main attraction here is the Bratislava Castle. The massive rectangular building with four corner towers stands on an isolated rocky hill of the Little Carpathians directly above the Danube river in the middle of Bratislava. Because of its size and location, it has been a dominant feature of the city for centuries. 

The location provides excellent views of Bratislava, Austria and, in clear weather, parts of Hungary. Many legends are connected with the history of the castle. 

Another touristic place is the gateway to the Old Town Bratislava, The Old Town Hall. The Old Town Hall is located in the heart of the city center, between the Main Square and the Primates square. It is next to the Jesuit Church and near the Greek and Japanese embassies. It is easily recognizable by its colorful tiled roof. The building was used as a town hall from the 15th century through the late 19th century. At times during that period, however, it also served other purposes, including housing a prison and mint, and being place of trade and celebrations. It was also used as the city's arsenal depository and municipal archive. Today it hosts the Bratislava City Museum, displaying exhibitions of Pressburg's history. Exhibited items include torture instruments, the old town dungeons, antique weapons and armour, paintings and miniatures. 

My curiosity of finding new adventures brought me to the One cart arena for go karting. Go Karting was so much fun, even though I stood 4th out of 8 guys, still the experience had been worth penning down.

Tripadvisor had suggested me to take the wine tours in the city centre. Then, I got to know about an old wine shop which offers wine for tasting. The guy took me two floors in the basement, they had renovated the old jails used during the medieval time and it looked really artistic. I had never developed liking for wine till now, but this place totally changed my taste for wine. He offered me 5-6 different types of European Wines, and that totally changed my views for wine. 

If one is a beer person, Bratislava has so much to offer. Cheap beer is available everywhere and one often feels like sipping beer and hopping around cafes in the city. Here, I also tried a 90% alcohol shot which was seriously crazy.

Being in a party destination in Europe, one can not miss the strip clubs. Bratislava had so many strip clubs and one can try them for their pending share of fun of this city, it’s worth an experience. 

The following day, I got to know about the free walking tour of the city. It is quite common to take the free walking tours in different cities of Europe, though it's not allowed in Italy as they do not believe in anything for free. Starting with the tour, there was this girl who was guiding the group of around 50 people from all parts of the world, taking all across the old town to the new town explaining the history of the Slovakia and showing all the touristic spots in the city of Bratislava. A tip of 10 Euros is considered good as this is something to appreciate their effort of guiding so many people.

No wonder Bratislava feels like  so much of energy, with a frenetic mix of old and urban, classic and contemporary.

- Hardik

My Maps - My Souvenirs, My Treasure!

Maps are my souvenirs and treasures that I would cherish forever. As I said that there's a travel bug that resides in me, no matter how stuffed my suitcase is, there is always room for my maps and pictures. To protect them from any damage, getting wet or curling up, I often consider adding few plastic packs whenever I pack. And more often than anything else, this is the first thing I look forward to while I begin any traveling.

Here, I would proudly say that consciously and conscientiously slipping each acquisition inside my bags becomes a lifetime souvenir, I cherish each time I look at my traveling memories.

Maps are the beautiful reminders to all the places I have been to, walked around, for maps are the scales that hold my little traveling secrets, for I love traveling  and covering distances and I would not look back to make a point that distances turned into beautiful paths leading me to amazing destinations, when I took exploring places with the maps in my hands.

Maps along with me on my journey have made me realize that world is enormous and wondrous in its own ways and there is no point in hurrying without having cherished a place. Walking for hours and miles with the route maps, has become as automatic, as unremarkable, as breathing, as the life is; for at the end of the day I don’t think, “Hey, I did sixteen miles today". It is just like one does not think when it comes to something like, “Hey, I took these many breaths today.” It is just what one does, and this is one of the main reasons maps have become that close to me and I would treasure them lifelong, as with them I have marked several miles on the world map.

And as it goes, that once the travel bug bites there is no known antidote, and I now know that I shall be happily infected until the end of my life. The impulse to travel is so mind- blowingly beautiful.

Adventure is allowing the unexpected to happen, and with that exploration is experiencing what one has not experienced before. How can there be any adventure, any exploration, if one has not travelled with the maps in hand?

- Hardik 

When I surrendered myself into the laps of the ranges of Sikkim!

The wind struck squarely on my face, and I knew I was in Yumthang Valley, the valley of flowers, with Rhododendrons all around, And I was all ready to wrap my arms around this beauty. 

Yumthang Valley, Sikkim

The thin branches of the trees was stooping down on either sides, laden with fresh snow. The sky was crystal clear all around, giving me the views of the truest blue I had ever seen. It was like the sheath of snowy mountains rose all around to greet me silently. Yumthang Valley was unfolding in front of me in all its majestic splendour. The mountains were flanked by thick forest cover, the lush green trees were visible beneath the white canopy. Wherever I looked the sheer beauty of nature numbed my senses.

Lachung, Sikkim

Heaven is not the place where one would land when one dies; for me it is that moment when I feel alive and fresh with myself, and Zero point in Sikkim has been one such place for me. I was looking forward with each passing moment to have those fascinations come to realization where I would be seeing the last point for civillians. 

The landscape throughout the journey to this point is mesmering to the core and one cannot be spared with the awe of the amazement that this place offered. Through the curves in the mountainous areas here amidst the rugged piece of terrain of this splendid geographic region and has been a lifetime experience.

Zero Point,   Sikkim

Lachung is one of the remotest destinations in India and offers stunning views of the Himalayan beauty. majestic snow-covered mountains all around that tempt every tourist. It is one of the most beautiful town I have ever been to, which has several streams, peaks, amazing waterfalls and much more on its platter to offer to everyone who comes to this idyllic destination.

Gangtok, Sikkim

The splendid scenic beauty warmly greeted me at every bend on this serpentine road. While crossing the roads, my eyes and my lens captured the glorious view of the majestic Himalayas. I was watching the time pass by me in the paradise.

Yumthang Valley, Sikkim

It is quite difficult to imagine such a beautiful lake cut out of this size situated in the middle of this majestic cold desert. Once I captured the sight of this lake, all my fatigue of traveling several kilometres vanished.

Gurudongmar Lake, Sikkim

The snow- fed milky water of the lake was evidently and clearly visible. To the back, I saw kanchenjunga Range which was encircled all around by snow-clad mountains.

Gurudongmar Lake, Sikkim

Memories stocked at Pangong Tso Lake!

A drive to this beautiful lake has lent me some of the most wonderful experiences. It was this time that I realized more than ever, I shall never be contented with the sedentary lifestyle, and that I shall always be haunted by thoughts if someday I had to drench myself for the rest of my life under a roof. Nature has its own ways of instilling peace within an individual just as it infuses life within streams, trees, etc; and here I was at Pangong Tso Lake.

There are huge monasteries around the region that reside in the vastness of the huge spread of the mountain range, where the topography is so rich that it provides clearance into lots of scientific phenomenon that so far I'd studied in books such as mirage, iridescence, amongst a host of others.

Having been to this place, I wondered how minute particle I am in this world.

My time there was just getting more enriched with each passing moment, and I did not want to bid adieu to this paradise. This lake may be saline, but the experiences that it instills one with are sweet, rather pleasant and to carry them with oneself for lifetime. The journey to this lake had been through a rough terrain with scenic and picturesque mountainous roads throughout.

The migratory colourful Himalayan birds with richness of their vibrancy are pure delight to give you company all along the stay and throughout the way.

Most of us exist for most of the time in worlds which are humanly arranged, themed and controlled. One often forgets that there are places which do not respond to the taps on the screen, flicks of a switch or the twist of a dial, and which have their own rhythm and orders of existence. Pangong Tso Lake, for me, corrected me on this amnesia. By speaking of greater forces of nature than we can possibly invoke, and by confronting us with greater spans of time than we can possibly envisage, lakes such as this refute our excessive trust in the man-made.

The essence that icy cold water had and the crystal clear bottom sent a thrill up my spine. It was definitely like one of those moment when the closest I have ever felt to God, and the very air in the atmosphere was so pure.

The first glimpses of these serene and bright blue sheet layers of waters and the rocky lakeshore is for sure to etched in your memory for a lifetime.

The lake is nothing short of heaven symbolising peace and serenity in the finest way. I have never even seen as many shades of blue at one time as I saw here. The scene was almost as if God had taken his hands on the paintbrush with a blue palette, spraying colours, and in those moments a spell had been cast and I was rendered speechless, may be they knew the secret. There was no attention to any boundaries of the spread of vastness.



This spectacular lake view has been an experience for which I would say that some dreams should just not be dreamt but felt.

- Hardik